Then I poured everyone a glass of the Merlot.Jan commented, "Cindy, is he trying to get you drunk?" I don't know, but I am starting to feel a little b...zz. I'm not used to this good stuff!"Jan and I cleaned up the kitchen, and when we were about done, I grabbed my glass and the bottle, and joined Cindy on the couch. She was sitting in the middle, so I sat to her right.Jan eventually joined us with her wine and some strawberries with a chocolate dipping sauce.I poured the remainder of the bottle. It was a good session & they liked the outcome. As I told them earlier I given them the memory card & helped them in retouching photos in their system. All was well & I left for the day.During next week, the guy contacted me again & asked me to meet for a drink. I agreed & we met on Wednesday in one pub. He told me how much they liked the photos and he asked me about my personal life. I said no gf and good professional life. He asked will you take some intimate photos of us. I was a bit. I called Terry. He’s over on the farm that way,’ he gestured. ‘He pulled it out and was kind enough to drop it off. It’s outside.’ ‘Oh, so you can chauffeur me,’ she said brightly. ‘If you don’t mind?’ ‘Of course not. Do you want to hop in the shower first?’ ‘No you go first. I’ll tidy up here.’ ‘No you don’t have to do that, I’ll do it.’ ‘I want to. Off you go.’ ~ Reluctantly he left her, and headed for the bathroom. Inside he turned on the shower and stripped off his boxer shorts. His penis. He was telling me we were going out with me dressed as I was? Yeah, I guess he was. And to the Four Seasons? The restaurant was one that required reservations weeks in advance. I had been there only once prior and that was for our tenth anniversary two years ago. "Umm," I began nervously," am I, umm, are we going, umm, like we are now?" I asked nervously as he returned to his seat. Mark turned and stared at me. He again ran his eyes up and down my body. "I don't see anything wrong with how.