‘I want you to be mine. Without any fear , just to be with me and only me..’ Jessica’s eyes clouded with tears. She nodded her head eager for h...m to make love to her. She felt him pick up her soft pink shirt over her head and on the floor. His expert fingers then unbuttoned her pants which landed with a whisper. Jessica was standing in his bedroom with only her silky black bra and panties. The heat from his eyes on her flesh made her hot with longing. All her senses sprang to life, wetness. We talked about the weather and she told me that her husband Rick and the kids were away for the weekend, to Rick's mother. I started to help her take the groceries inside and when we were finished taking it inside she asked if I wanted to drink a beer, which I accepted. We were sitting on the couch, she was drinking a glass of wine and I was drinking my beer. She asked me, "How are things between you and Claire?" (My ex-girlfriend) "We're broken up for a few weeks now. She wasn't in love with. So, we’ve shed thirty-four more. That’s fine with me. They weren’t meant to be our permanent companions and spouses, that’s all. It was nice while it lasted, but we must move on from them.“Face it, group marriage or not, you’ve bonded a lot more with some of us than the rest of us and we all know it. Especially the Lucky Seven. No offense taken, believe me. Tara, Bonnie, and I have fallen very hard for Ryan these days, too. Plural marriage is fine, but there are limits, even for a sailor turned. I’ll be back around 17:00, and maybe we can sneak in a little…fun…before we have to go out to dinner, okay?” And he pinched my tit, then laughed when I squeaked.“Have fun shopping. And remember: slinky and suitable. Ask the shop ladies. They’ll know what you mean.”And he was off.I walked back to the hotel, collecting the list, and a knowing smile, from the concierge.Once I was back in the room, I got comfortable, then decided I would call Ilsa, Hans’ executive assistant, with my information.