" Then to Jamie, "Stop that!" All I got back was a giggle."That is so not fair!" Christine complained. "You are the meanest guy I have ever met. You s...oil me all afternoon, then bring me here and practically drown me in luxury..." About that, I'm sorry. I didn't know they were going to do this, you do still have your own room but I'll understand..." Would you shut up, please?" she cut me off. "Thank you. Yes, I know this wasn't your idea, and I really did believe you when you said you didn't. "I'm just glad you're aliveand well. Are you going to be there long?"Perfect setup. "I'm afraid so, Mom. I just got back from Paris, but Iwas looking over my shoulder the whole time. Between Interpol and thewhite slave traders, I've got to watch my step." What do you mean?" I don't think the feds bought my fake suicide, so I'm going to hunkerdown here for as long as I can, at least they can't extradite me. If youdon't hear from me again, it will mean that I've been sold into slaveryto some. She was bent over the kitchen’s counter, as another brunette woman was performing a nice sexy cunnilingus on my wife’s pussy as she moaned softly. Her hands gripped the edge of the counter as that unknown woman’s head bobbed up as she ate my sweet Ana’s pussy. Suddenly Ana had an intense orgasm and both women laughed. Then I recognized that sensual voice coming from the woman kneeling down: she was Helena… the naughty Helena, as always been…So I left them alone, surprised that my wife was. But I heard one of the girls talking about it one night.” “Oh come on, all the girls out there are falling over to please you, even that Trixie has the hots! I’ll bet you have had a couple of them sitting here.” “No. Honestly, the only one that has shown any interest is Marcia. And I’m not going to say I’m not interested, but it has not happened. I come up here now and again when there is nothing on, but have had nothing other than a massage.” “You didn’t pay?” “No, a mate and I are friends.