...hi," I said trying to sound as collected and relaxed as possible,while attempting to ignore the new voice which emerged from my throat."What happen...d?" I asked, curious how I ended up here on a small farm inthe middle of nowhere."I found you on the side of the road. You were turning purple withhypothermia, your clothes were soaked. I'm glad to see that you haverecovered so fast."I racked my brain trying to recall anything from this blur in my memory,but I couldn't find a thing."Thank you for. This has to be one of my favorites," said Jill."Mine too. I really think that I captured something," announced Kelly.Everyone was so hypnotized by the image that we all fell silent for a while."Well, it's starting to get on in the day," stated Kelly. "We should probably think about leaving. I'm sure you guys want to have a bit of a break. Jacqueline, would you like to pose again sometime?" If it's not too much trouble," Jacqueline said meekly. "But there is still one more that I would like to. He was a little clumsy.But the real giveaway was when he started fucking me. The radio was a good idea, and I couldn’t hear anything, but at one point, the station took a pause between songs, and during that quiet period, I heard him say something about being sorry, that he just couldn’t stop. I immediately recognized Rahul’s voice. At first I was embarrassed that it was him somebody I knew, but then I thought about it and was flattered and delighted that he would want me. Then he started. People attending small business conferences often stayed here, which meant women with friends or coworkers rather than husbands and boyfriends. I knew the story the moment I saw the two of them-- a slender, athletic blonde in her early 30s, fresh from her workout no doubt, striding into the bar with the confidence of a long time veteran of the singles scene, and behind her a friend, chubby and insecure, round face partly hidden behind black curls and glasses, neckline higher and skirt longer.