I..." Petra started to say and then closed her eyes."Yes?!" Just ask Sabina, she is the girl you are after!" She is?" Agent 7 asked somewhat surprised..."Yes, I am ... um ... sure that she has the information you seek."Agent 7 grabbed her by the throat again and said, "And you aren't lying to me?"Petra's eyes looked bewildered when she noticed she couldn't breathe again, and when Agent 7 let loose, she coughed for air and then said, "No! No! She knows what you need to know! Please, stop hurting. More women join the throng, perhaps twenty now, maybe more.About fifteen minutes later (although I am rapidly losing any sense of time), I hear a voice behind me, ordering me to close my eyes. I feel a blindfold being applied, and a sharp voice which I recognize as that of the hostess commands me to stand up. Suddenly hands are upon me, undressing me until I am fully exposed. I am pleased to hear comments of approval from some in the crowd. I am led to one of the mattresses and told to lay. It was a bit crass." Carl, you don't need to apologise. You know what Kelly said to you yesterday, so as far as I'm concerned, there is absolutely nothing for you to apologise for. Anyway, apart from your hand, I presume everything else is okay." Are you serious, Ben? How could it not be? Your wife's the sexiest woman I've ever known!" He paused a moment. "Do you mind if I ask you a personal question, Ben? How is it that you never get jealous when she's with me?" You have to understand her,. Tom and John, the friends I was with, thought my predicament hilarious and further fuelled my embarrassment with their comments. "You sly old sod. All this time you told us you had never married and now we find you have a secret wife, a child and a grandchild!"The line moved a pace forward. Only a few ahead of us now but even they and all those behind us were looking in my direction and grinning at the situation and my self-consciousness. I supposed it brightened their wait. Even the serving.