My wife was a little tipsy. I could tell because she was flirting with all the men there and laughing quite a bit. Krista was wearing a short skirt,...exposing about two thirds of her sexy thighs. Her top was kind of a scoop out design with thin straps. Since she wasn't wearing a bra, her firm tits bobbed and jiggled every time she moved. This little show wasn't lost on most of the men in the room. Krista is kind of a closet flasher. Once and a while she will put on a little show for me,. ’ I could well imagine that and rather than admit it I continued with her packing. After that we cooked dinner and then ate in silence. She sent me out to contemplate Akka while she washed up as thanks for fixing her backpack. I tried to grieve for my lost love but I couldn’t. Nor could I get angry, I just felt numb. After a while she came out and sat beside me. ‘Would you like company on the trail? I would. I am safe with you aren’t I?’ ‘You’re safe enough, I don’t eat little girls.’ ‘That’s. This didn’t brighten her up, and I was glad that the waitress arrived with the bill a moment later. I scooped it up before Eve could react and gave it back to the waitress with my credit card.“Robbie, I was supposed to pay that. I do have money; I hope you don’t think I can’t take care of myself.”I explained that it was my policy to pay for things and that while she was my passenger she had to submit to some chivalry. She pointed a finger at me and slowly waved it back and forth.“Don’t spoil me. The storm was raging outside, the knocks at the door flooding the lodge with a constant echo, and my own heartbeat raging in my ears.Megan shot to her feet, scrambled for her underwear and made a beeline for the grand staircase. I pulled on my shorts and as I made my way nervously towards the booming front door. With a deep breath, I opened it to my fate.To say I‘d been surprised and relieved would have been an understatement. Standing before me was a young couple, easily in mid-twenties,.