My husband married me only three years ago and brought me to this country. George is a good man. He had provided well for me and my daughter. He loves...me is his way and I love him in mine. George expects me to be the perfect little wife and I am.”She turned to me, her eyes pleading. “Please, don’t ask me to do this. I know he is with your wife, but I, I have never been unfaithful.”“Are you also obedient to your husband?”“Yes.”“He has told you to pleasure me.”She shook her head, not being able. I moved out of the Greater London Area years ago because the place is just too crowded for me. I like the peace and quiet of the West Country where I now live. Mind you, we can get inundated down there during the summer holidays. In the six weeks of the school summer break, I tend to stay clear of my local town.That day I had been obliged to visit my employer's head office, something I usually avoid if at all possible. But it had been fated by the powers that be; since taking over as manager of. "Jen I'm sorry for my behaviour, I've had to much to drink and shouldn't be acting like that".Little shocked at what appeared to be such a heart felt apology, I took her glass held her hands but before I got to say a word she lent in pushing me back and kissing me.I tried to push her off but accidentally grabbed her kissing her back.-It's an honest mistake, like hitting the brake in an automatic car when your used to a manual.-Besides I was still horny from earlier.Her hands was everywhere and. But his father had something else to talk about.“What’s all this in the news about Paula being your girlfriend? About the two of you living in the woods like the Blue Lagoon?”“Blue Lagoon? What’s that?”“ ... the news saying that Paul’s your boyfriend? Sometimes they even call him your, your lover.”It was an hour and a half later, and Paula was talking to her mother at the prison for women.“Yeah, he’s my boyfriend. Oh Mommy he’s just wonderful! He says nice things to me and he always hugs and.