‘No big deal. If it doesn’t work, I think I have my travel Scrabble with me. We can play until we get tired and turn in.’ He succeeded admirably...at sounding bored. But disinterested was a performance at which I had many years of practice and there was no way he could beat me at that game. And so we played. We both feigned lack of interest while trading repartee through a whole numbing evening of Lifetime reruns of movies with three-word titles. It could have been called Our Playful Evening. At. I put it in a jar and buried it in the vegetablegarden. It was right about where we're sitting."Right about where we're sitting? The medallion was under six thousandpounds of hot tub and water and an additional 6500 pound slab ofreinforced concrete!For the second time in my life I felt my stomach turn over. To behonest, my first thought was anger. How could she be so stupid as tobury the medallion in her garden? I took a few seconds to calm down."Sweetheart, don't blame yourself for. We were amazed by what was on offer. A doorman talked us into going into this very small club. He was very persuasive. We sat down at a small table and everything seemed rather dull. You were very nervous as I had told you some of the things that went on over here and you drank too much, too quickly, and you were soon very tiddly, giggling like a schoolgirl. Then the lights went out and you saw your very first live sex-show. You sat there, open-mouthed in astonishment, and as you did my hand. She slept naked as always, the better to luxuriate in the sheets over her body, but also to enjoy the proximity of Lee's body beside her, even if he was normally so motionless and rigid. Particularly from the waist down.But the tingle of erotic excitement wasn't all she was aware of. Her bladder was straining from the need for a piss. That bottle of wine Sarah and Lee had shared last night while listening to the radio play, the two of them wrapped around each other on the sofa, Lee stretched.