The bloke was tall, thin and rugged with a goatee beard like mine and his girl was a very cute skinny brunette. She was wearing a silk bathrobe and al... he had on was a pair of silk boxers."Morning" I said offering out my hand "Marcus Root"."Paul Wilson" he said shaking it "and this is Rae-Maree"She also shook my hand and gave Paul and me a flirty glance. You can't miss a flirty glance when you see them often enough. I noticed Paul had a tattoo of an Incan sun on his right shoulder blade and his. And one thing, please don’t call me aunty yarr”Me:“Then what should I call you…?”Veda: “feel free, call me Veda”Me:“ok, Veda, see u at 6.00”I came back home and went straight into the bathroom.(In my mind) “Oh god, Veda is a sex bomb, I want to fuck her but at evening her husband will be there, Rohan keep it safe and slow or else mom and dad will come to know about it, but still that old 50yrs man gets to fuck 35 yrs old gorgeous lady huh!That too whenever he wants to… unfair man unfair…!!!.. " I looked about at the different people still in the dinning hall. My right hand rubbed the edge of my dress by my breasts and lifted my dress from my breasts giving him a nice view of my expensive bra. "That sounds like fun ... just you and me?" Sure, why not?" he said."Well, I'm shy about exposing my body to a bunch of people I really don't know" I replied coyly.He looked me in the eyes and with a sincerity that just about broke my heart; he said "oh honey, you have NOTHING to be shy about.. ‘You realize she’s dead the next time I see her?’ Juliette said with a deadpan expression. ‘So is Mark.’ ‘What were they thinking?’ ‘No idea, although in the spirit of our truce, you look great. That is some dress and you look like a million dollars,’ Travis complimented her. ‘You’re not so bad yourself,’ Juliette added. Clearing her throat, she then looked at the menu and tried not to smile. It had always bothered her that this chestnut-haired Adonis was such a shit, because he sure could fill.