And you'll need to carry a purse from now on when we're out together. For now no one will notice."The Maitre D' came over. "A party of two, or are you...expecting others to join you?" Others?! The thought flashed across my mind that this whole dinner might be another setup. A terrified pang pierced my vitals! "Monica!" I whispered, not trusting my voice, pleading."No, just the two of us tonight," she told the Maitre D'." Then to me, seeing my face, she said. "Don't worry, dear. I have other plans. I simply won’t.” His jaw was set, and he looked resentful of the fact that I’d even dared to ask. Alli had been accurate in her assessment of his reaction to that request; if anything she had underestimated it, and I began to doubt that even her backup plan would work. “Derek, all I’m trying to do is to ensure that nothing that can harm Allison gets out there, nothing pornographic or humiliating. Photos are forever, and I won’t allow you to do anything that will hurt her.” He scoffed. “First,. .. my ... pimp...”“Ah, a lady of the evening. And he sold you? You must have really pissed him off. Most pimps won’t let their girls get away from them.”“He had a rather large debt to pay.”“I see.”“But, where do they get all these women?”“Most of us have been here for almost two days. I’ve had a chance to talk with most of them. Some would surprise you.”“What do you mean?” asked Sasha.“See the woman over there who looks like she should be a movie star?”Sasha nodded. She had noticed the woman. She had intended for this to be a surprise, and it certainly was. The sight of my beautiful wife, naked and boldly standing face to face with another attractive woman, a total stranger, was exhilarating. As our guest turned away once more to allow Amy to unclasp her bra, I turned off the television and opened the balcony door, allowing the steady beat of the pool party music inside. The thumping of the bass only worked to build the excitement as Amy detached the bra and let join the rest of.