"I'd been speculating on the geometry of my angle of vision, looking at the long thighs of a woman sitting on one of the square, concrete planters out...ide my office door. If I were just a few inches lower, or if she lifted her legs just a smidgen...I glanced up and saw Judy, my "administrative assistant" smiling at me. Actually she wasn't *my*assistant; I shared her with three other guys, but they were gone a lot so it *seemed*like she was mine. Judy had once divulged to me her take on the. I checked into the hotel, picked up the room key and sauntered into the bar. Twenty minutes early. Pint of cooking lager to calm me down. Ripped off paying for the stuff. Now he’s twenty minutes late. Another pint of cooking lager. Another fucking rip off. Another ten minutes. Then…. Tah Dah!! He shows up. Like some magician just pulled him out of a hat. He’d better be worth the wait! I checked his lunchbox. Interesting. Anyway he was lean and attractive and almost effusively apologetic about. She usually kissed me first, stuff like that. Not this time. I took her in my arms, rocked her back onto my bed, and kissed her brains out. While frantically ripping off her clothes. She moaned and squirmed beneath me as I fondled her breasts. Then, as usual, I suckled on them. Then I moved away. There was something I wanted to try.I used Jake as a sounding-board. He was discreet-at least about what we discussed-knowledgeable, and didn't laugh at me asking questions he probably could've. With a begrudging sigh, he nodded."Mrs. Brighton," Maddie began, "I do not know what I have done to earn your scorn, but whatever it may be, I am truly sorry. In spite of my eagerness to learn, I am still a stranger in a strange land, a land different from the one I grew up in. I can assure you that I mean no offense or insult, and if anything I may have said or done has brought about such feelings, my only desire is to make it right. But in regards to Dave, I can say unequivocally that we.