. and unless I miss my guess, is no stranger to what I am after. I promise I will be careful this time." I know you will my love... good hunting... no... I am wiped out honey... it was fantastic... every minute of it. But now lets sleep." and he kissed his lady goodnight.Lin sighed loudly as she cycled down slowly... the last thing she remembered was Ann... nude... in the shower... The next morning around eleven, Lin was interrupted as she tried to organize her photographic studio in the quarters. .. getting me here on the pretense of sharing a glass of wine when we both know your real intent, reminds me of a song from a few years ago." Oh?" An American folk music group from the sixties called the Limeliters did a song called Have Some Madeira M'dear except in the song it was just the reverse, an old lecher seducing a young girl by continuing to offer her wine and getting her drunk." And what happened?" he asked, enjoying her mirth."She wakes up in the morning with an aching head...". It was always some place dark and dingy, a cheap motel room. I thought of this as something to be avoided. But I did think about it, especially when Karl's interest in me started to wane. When Karl wanted anal sex, it was more to make me uncomfortable than to please his pecker. I didn't take the request seriously. I didn't even imagine doing it. I simply said no. By hindsight I now know he was fucking two other women at the time and probably had no more interest in my ass than my pussy. Ken. Stay where you are." A voice cried and the men poured into the property.There was a shout from upstairs as two men appeared in the landing, swore and then barricaded themselves into a bedroom. "Open up," two policemen cried and barged into the door. The suspects put a chair on their side of the wooden door and opened the window."Quick," the elder one cried and they looked into the bushes that lined their tiny front garden. The wiry man jumped into them, squeaking as he landed. And beckoned to.