" I would rather you didn't. That is a rough place at night. Just stay here and call over a few friends. But behave." Okay." Knowing I was going the m...nute she left. She smiled and turned to leave. I did not have to wait long as she was gone in 10 minutes back to the office.Okay, now I can go. Knock. Knock.The only person that could be was the live-in maid. Laura was drop dead gorgeous. Wavy hair with size 38D tits (voyeur I am had checked her bras before) you could fall off of on the way to. ”“That’s why Hillary lost.”“Partly. But there is also a bad odor about the Clintons. And she just isn’t very likable on a personal level.”I know friends of mine who called it a hold-your-nose vote.Ash said, “Speak to the media side, Alicia.”“Yes, Father dear.” Sass. “Here technology is really tipping the scales. Mostly toward the right. Digital media, social networking, are great equalizers. Anyone can create a platform. And these days, sometimes the louder you are, the loopier your ideas, the. * * *“Mark, could you come here for a second!” I heard Lydia calling me from the terrace while I was chilling in our bedroom.I got up and strolled out, finding Lydia sitting at the table naked (we decided to be naked all the time unless we noticed someone might object) and staring at her phone: “What is it?”“Um, when we got back here, I posted our photos on Instagram and Facebook – well, I bragged a bit, to be honest,” Lydia said.“OK, so?”“And you’ll never guess who just texted me.”“No, I. But seeing her in person and hearing her talk and even her kissing him on the cheek when leaving were all unbelivable. She was in her late forties- almost a decade older than he was- and a big woman with blue eyes. The meeting at the coffee shop was very casual. It was meant to get to know each other and no one was dangerous. It was one of those days, as every other day, full of lust and his unsatisfied sexual needs and desires were seizing his mind and keeping him from doing his work..