He had almost forgotten where he was, captured by the unbelievable sight that he was witnessing. Adi grabbed for a sheet “what the fuck! WHAT THE FU...K! John” she shouted. Wendy spun round to look at him too. “Shit I’m so sorry” said John “I just heard a noise and came to see what was happening. I’ve only been there a second” he lied. “Well you’ve seen what you want to see, now fuck off” said Adi in an angry but slightly embarrassed tone. “And what the fuck is that in your pants anyway you dirty. Cindy stepped in. Cindy in her everyday togs, looking like a college student ready for a day on campus – jeans, comfortable shirt, athletic shoes – tasteful although quite informal.She looked at me, then at Doctor Seavers.I took a breath. And a chance. “Doctor Seavers, I’d like to introduce you to Doctor Cynthia Richards, bachelor’s in mathematics, master’s in electrical engineering, PhD in physics, research fellow at Los Alamos, MIT and Stanford, department head for robotics development for. Was this woman genuinely hurt, or was she slightly crazy? To be offered a blowjob within minutes of meeting was a new experience. Would it not fit her own admission of being a slut? Brad was reluctant to accept that, sure that there was more behind this lovely young lady’s sensuous offerYet, he had to admit, to go along with it, would help him recover from Rita’s desertion“Do you mind?” she asked, positively yet nervously. God, she looked so gorgeous.“Oh, if you insist,” he said jokingly, and. The distance between us always likely to be too wide for either of us to bridge. Parting had not been the sweet sorrow that Shakespeare had described but bitter and fraught with insult and accusation from both sides. Particularly hers.She avoided my eyes as she asked that derisory question; still angry after all this time and to be honest, I do have to admit it was my preoccupation with sex a la Internet rather than in the marital bed that provided the straw that finally broke the camel's back.