If my makeup could be ruined itwould have been at this moment. There was nothing left to occupy us, ourtime had come. I will be brave, the high road c...lls. It would be so muchsimpler if I could see through my tears.My Persian Goddess had other ideas. She took me in hand and led me to ourshower. Warm water cascaded down our naked flesh. Scented soap and one ofthose big fluffy balls, I can't remember what they are called, and I wasbeing cleansed. Her ministrations felt so good that I became. Steve took another sip of whiskey. “How do you like my wife here Steffany?” It was somewhat shocking for us. I thought that this lady would be some stranger and Steve might be watching the whole scene.Then I realized how stupid was I that this place is mostly for couples. I saw Saima, she smiled and I could read she was also thinking the same way. We nodded and approved her beauty. “By the way, you did not introduce yourselves?” Steve said inquisitively.I looked at Saima and wanted approval if. "Maybe tomorrow night" he hoped as he slid into bed beside her, turned off the light, and fell into a restless sleep.The alarm clock roused him from his unsettled dreams at 6:00am. He had a big presentation to do today so he showered & dressed quickly, kissed her softly so as not to wake her and rushed out of the house.It was 10:00 when he realized that he'd left the disk in his home computer. He couldn't do the presentation without it so after muttering some choice words under his breath,. She was fully dressed, and was sort of half smiling,as if she was trying to stop herself from crying again. I dropped the dishcloth by the sink and went over and embraced her. I held her tight and she hugged me back. She spoke gently in my ear and said, "I'm really sorry Ann, I shouldn't have said that. I was just being silly. To think that a beautiful woman like you could love a fat thing like me, it was stupid. I hope we can still be friends, and any time... you know, you feel like you want.