”“You mean you’re swingers?”“We all enjoy each others company.” she giggled, but I saw the blush creeping up her neck.“Well, Becky and I...think it’s cool.”We all went into the cottage then closely followed by a curious Sabre sniffing around for anything he could chew on.“He needs a few toys,” said Karen, (Becky’s mum.)“Yep,” agreed dad, “Or he’ll chew on anything and everything.”“Right you lot,” Mum addressed us all, “Come on we’re going for a quick drink and to introduce you to your fathers’. And it's so awesome! I just reserved a regular room, you know, but the girl at the desk spotted my card and told the manager..." What card?" Lizzy asked."My family has a special ... arrangement with a particular hotel chain that I'm not allowed to tell you the name of. We evaluate hotels and resorts, both theirs and their competitors. The card is just in case and we're not supposed to show it to the hotel people unless something really goes wrong. Anyway, I wasn't paying attention and she. I told you a little about him before. Remember? He was slim and athletic, very good looking, and so charismatic. He never asked if I had a boyfriend, and I don't think he cared. From the instant Jordan and I met, I was mesmerized by him, in a way that made me warm between my legs. I tried to ignore all of it, both his advances and the feelings I had for him."Eventually, we went to lunch together, and then it was almost every day. He invited me to go with him to a party one Friday night. You. The man crossed to my right and placed his tray with coffee there. Miranda looked at me, walked straight to the seat opposite me without any open expression, and took her seat. The couple were obviously Miranda’s parents. The mother immediately thanked me for agreeing to her daughter’s request to share a table. Miranda had made no request, of course. Miranda knew that she didn’t need to make requests. She fully understood that I was available to accommodate her in any way she choose. From the.