” It was Erika’s turn to show me something from the other side of the bed. I walked to the other side and picked up my underpants. That should be ...nough for now. Once I had a shirt and my underpants, I turned to look at Erika and Siv.“Erika, Siv, our visitor is Saga, my ex-fiancée. Saga, these two girls are Erika and Siv. I’d like to think that we are well in the process of courting each other.”The smiles from those two faces that were the only parts of the girls visible from under the covers. She was still a popular dancer, and brought in a good crowd for the nights she worked. I just couldn’t get her to do special services anymore. Except for the three parties that she felt obligated to do for me. Those were extra special indeed. I think she knew that it would be her last flings so to speak, so she really went all out during them. The first party was some associates of mine who were trying to get some slack from the local politicians. Sarah was the cream on the top for the deal and. ." She couldn't finish the statement; I nodded."Yes they did, I've ordered two copies." I told her, "Because I need one to judge how well the girls did." And I waited for the fish to bite, which it did."And the second copy?" She asked me."Well I didn't think you'd want to pay out for your own tape, not since you're the star of the production." I told her laughing. The look on her face was priceless, I smiled at her, "What I really came to ask was for the same routine as yesterday, I'm going to. It was a comment designed to be provocative, and to elicit a response. It worked.“Huh?” She looked quizzically at me, “What did you say?”“I said that I know what you are.”Her beers arrived and she handed over the ten-pound note.“You do huh? And what am I?”I paused as she looked at me, her change from the ten pounds arriving. I had her attention now, which was what I was aiming for. I took my time, as well as a drink from my beer, while she waited patiently for my answer.“Your stomach …” I then.