“This is so romantic.” And it was. I had put my best lines on, sparkling, soft sheets with threads in silver and gold, and I had strewn rose petal... over it and formed both of their names with them. The two soft lamps on the walls gave all the light needed, giving it a cozy flair, and I had almost cried when I had lit the sweet incense that now hung mystically and tantalizing in the air. “Oh god! I love you!” she declared, spinning around and kissing my husband hungrily, unaware of the icy stabs. " Marco smiled as he stood naked in the shower. Feelingembarrassed and wondering if she was sleepwalking, she ran back to herroom. She locked the door behind her and started to unpack to get hermind of the diary and Marco.That evening, Sandy met Marco out in the garden. "Look I'm sorry aboutthe shower." She said embarrassed. "I was tired from my trip and must ofbeen sleepwalking or something." Quite all right." Marco replied. "I'm always glad to see such a pretty faceas yours. Want to go for a. You want to get me drunk so you can have sex with me." "No! Well sort of. I mean, when has a guy ever offered to buy you a drink if he isn't trying to get somewhere. We're not that generous that we just do it because a hot girl looks thirsty." "Good point. But you don't need to get me drunk to have sex with me; you just have to impress me." "Alright, what do you want me to do?" She gestured at one of the security guards. "In my bag, there is a jockstrap. Put it on and come back out here and. There was one, Nadia, a beautiful Russian woman who immigrated to US several years ago.She loved Dania, they both went on vacations together to tropical places and shared many a night together.In between her stops, she would take time out to visit with Dania.Dania had a beautiful little house in a suburban subdivision. It was a charming house with a beautiful garden.Dania was a quiet woman and never displayed herself as a stripper at a truck stop.Her neighbors knew nothing about her profession;.