The first night we had a fair bit to drink and me and Marco flirted with each other, my husband didn’t mind, infact I think he enjoyed me getting th... attention.Each night we visited the same bar & each night we had more to drink, as it was a very quiet bar Marco had lots of time for us, well me especially, as the week went on I wore less and less just for Marco, it got to the stage where in his broken English he would tell me what nice tits I had.Then one night he told us it was his night off. I said to her "your just to beautiful to let him ruin you" then she hug me tightly and cried. At first i feel like also a friend to her getting into her emotions, but something change me. As she hugs me tightly I felt hers big boobs pressing me, pull her back a bit then kissed her. I'm stunned, thinking why i did that. I looked at her, looks like confused whats going on. she did not say any word, instead, she kissed me back. now it really turned me on, not thinking what will happen, i grab her. – Elexis, what the hell, you better be okay. – Damn it little girl, I’m going to blister your ass! Text me! – It’s two, and no word yet, I know the flight in is at four, girl text me back. – No word yet, makes this man a very unhappy one.” I know I’m in a world of pain, but suck it up and call him. My hands are a little shaky knowing no excuse will stop him from being mad. I can’t believe I forgot to call or text him. “Where the fuck have you been? Do you have any damn idea how worried I have. And the cameraman made the most of the material he had.The priest had only seen pictures like this once before, and that was when a young man had the gall to try and hide a Hustler in his locker. He had been expelled for a month, for that incident.He spent all of ten seconds leafing through the pictures. He handed the file back to Catherine.She was staring at the valise that was now lying flat on her lap, blushing even deeper than he was. She took the file, put it back in the valise, and then.