We walk into the kitchen and I suddenly faced with Chris in a fleece and loose trousers, socked feet on the lino, cup of coffee in hand, his hair in a...mess. His eyes widen as he sees me."Alex..." Caiha," I grin and take Chaime's hand, "Good morning."He stares after us as we vanish into the garage side door. It is gloomy in here and I stand trying to make shapes out of the dark until Chaime switches on the light. It is a biker's paradise. The black Aprilla and the red and black Ducati sit side. She asked me again I said sorry for her. She came near to me and said its all common in your age and she suddenly started crying and I asked her what happened and wiped her tears. She said that her husband was a workaholic is not having sex with her for last 6 years and she suddenly hugged me. I too hugged her. Washing machine started beeping and we both separated. We went near by washing machine. I asked her to open the door and dry the clothes for some time. She asked me to wait till she. I was sitting on a stone bench of sorts. I had become thankful for the Admiral and his cronies. I hadn?t the slightest idea of where we were. A head leaned towards me out of the fog. "We?re going to try entry here," said a male voice. "If we can get in, we will have direct access to command center Brinka Dalt."I nodded totally unaware of who was speaking. His fog protective headgear made him unrecognizable. I managed to swallow then grimaced at the metallic taste in my mouth. The fog swirled in. I am sure your mistress will be unable to make use of his services for many days. Make sure that she doesn’t. You will, won’t you? You know that I will be told if she does.’ Griselda nodded, well aware of the implied threat. Once the Queen had left Griselda carefully applied the unguent she had used before all over my body before placing me gently between her breasts. She sat sobbing for the hour that the Queen had mandated before releasing Petrova from the bench. I resumed consciousness as.