"My name is Xavier Rutherford and this is my nurse Yukio." Yukio bowed slightly forward with a vague smile on her face. "Have you told your sister a...out what has been going on?" "No. Natalie doesn't know a thing and I'd rather keep it that way. I'll do anything to save her from the knowledge that anyone knows about about us." "I guess there is no need to upset her. It is unfortunate that she cannot be involved. Yukio has not been with another woman for a long time." We both looked over at. He said that as soon as he saw me he couldn’t take his eyes off me. He even admitted to following me through to the restaurant earlier in the evening. I told him I’d noticed. The talk moved onto more risqué themes. Sexual preferences, husbands and wives and finally to the inevitable ‘Have you ever cheated?’ Of course we both answered ‘No’. We were both lying. I excused myself for a cigarette and stepped out into the frigid November air. I had done this before, this cheating thing, but that. ”“You’d need the rating for that. And drag along another nutcase, too, because most bizjets require two pilots.”“I know that, too. My research...”“I suppose that your company is gonna have a heart attack when you present that. Just fuel alone, you’re talking six or seven hundred bucks an hour for a medium-sized bizjet. Triple that and you get a per-hour cost. You can buy the jet, fly it a hundred hours a year for maybe two or three hundred thousand dollars.”“I figured somewhere along. She didn’t seem aware, or maybe didn’t seem to care, that she was completely naked. Firm breasts, with prominent nipples, shaved pussy and perfect peach of a derriere. “Hi there. I’m Amelie. Who are you?” she smiled. “I’m Keith. I live next door,” he replied. “Looks like you had quite a night!” “Oh it was just a girl’s night in,” grinned Chrissie as she brought over the coffee. Sitting down at the table, and caressing her coffee mug, Chrissie related the events of last night. Her husband.