” Against my better judgment, I follow her to the spare bedroom. Keymie giggles and tries a couple pairs of pants on but she can’t find a matching...top. In short order Keymie stands there, only in her lingerie, tapping a finger against her chin. I stand from the bed, “Keymie you asked for my help, I can help you,” I say. Her eyes light up, “Oh, yes please help me.” I hold up the first pair of pants that she tried on. I waltz behinds her and wrap them in front of her. I gather Keymie close. I. Then I took my dick out and laid next to her for few minutes. Then turned towards her and started kissing and caressing her body. Then we went for quick bath together and had our 3rd session in the shower. Only now we came to our sense that we never used the condom. But she convinced that it’s a safe period. She smiled and said that “you are the first man to feel me fully without a condom as even her husband never fucked her without it”. After which we had sex without condom only around 5 times. John suggested we stay over and return to the hotel in the morning, at the time it seemed perfectly sensible. As we chatted we talked about our past employment. John said he was a photographer and still did some amateur shoots in his studio. Vicky meantime went to the bathroom. I asked where this was, he said it’s attached to the villa. I was intrigued, what kind of photos John I asked.....he laughed. To be honest I love glamour photography he replied, unfortunately not many women are willing. It's hard to remember their faces, the soundsof their voices, the touch of a man's hand on hers. Hard to remember how itfelt, to be... To be. Free? Not to be what she is now. Jacqueline still, yes; that is her name, she who lies silently. That is thename they use, the Usahar and the Adhal, the appellation by which they callher. Despite it all they have not renamed her. But am I Jacqueline? she wonders. Am I? She knows the answer. As the present goes forward she will still know it. Yes,.