Paula shuddered a little as if she suddenly felt cold contrary to what the heat in the room would suggest. Charlie brushed her shoulder length hair ov...r her right shoulder and kissed her soft left shoulder while he reached around and gently cupped ans squeezed her breasts through the fabric of her bikini top. He felt his loins stirring and whispered in her ear- Nice, really nice. Let's see what's hiding under the sarong shall we? Stand still with your arms at your side please.Paula complied. ”“Nonetheless she’s interested.”“I have to ask - how did that happen?”“She and Jasmine are friends.”“I’m not particularly interested.”“That’s what I expected. May I offer an alternative?”“What’s that?”“Let me spend the night.”“Are you sure?”“Cuddling is perfectly acceptable, isn’t it?”I nodded, “Absolutely.”October 4, 1996, New York City, New YorkElyse stretched and yawned and snuggled closer.“When’s the last time we slept naked in the same bed and didn’t fuck?” she asked.“Last night,” I. They returned with more flour and some fresh eggs. I was introduced to them. Bjorn Lofton was Ragnhild’s husband. He had also been a Sergeant in an elite Norwegian unit, the King’s Guards from Oslo. Bjorn was in his late twenties and his wife was my age. They had just married before the Germans invaded and had planned on using this cabin as their honeymoon site. Bjorn had helped our King escape to England, but had returned to be with his wife and to carry on the fight with her. Bjorn was a. ” He looked at me, then to Eddie before saying to him, “This the lad you were telling me about Ed?” “Yep, Jim meet Pauly, Pauly, this is Jim,” Eddie said, using his glass as a pointer to each of us. “Nice, very nice,” Jim said before winking at me and going over to usher the last two customers out and locking the front door. “OK chaps, the coast is clear,” Jim shouted across the pub to us. Eddie gestured for us to go into the main bar area where we sat at two high stools. The curtains had been.