"He is right over there, at that table by the dance floor" I said, pointing directly at Oscar. I loved seeing the expression on Oscar's face change as...I pointed to him. He was trying to figure out what Johan and I were discussing, but there was no doubt that the subject involved him. God, I was enjoying being in control of both these men this way! I felt so powerful and in control. "You mean your husband has been sitting back watching us? Watching us on the dance floor? Fuck! This is freaky.. I loved the way her dimples moved in and out as she devoured the whole lot. Enthralled by her exuberant gorging, I could barely eat my own dinner. Talk about a healthy appetite.I almost forgot to remind her that I'd brought some of my devastatingly rich chocolate brownies for us to munch on when she went back to the counter for dessert. To no avail of course; Rikki insisted that a massive meal was a natural prerequisite for our hectic schedule.Naturally she was only half-kidding. Rikki loved to. They stopped once they were near me. I was feeling awkward at their unusual behavior. Then Sharmeen said, "Take your jeans off." I was dumbfounded. What the hell? What did they just ask me to do?"What do you mean?" I asked, panicked. "We want to see you naked!" laughed Sadia. "I don't know what to do, and I am a virgin!" I blurted out. At that, all the 3 girls started to laugh. "Awesome! Now, we can teach this kid our ways" said Fahima.I didn't move an inch. Sadia, getting impatient at my. "Timothy Whyte-Taylor sent information regarding the French to London throughout our several wars with that pernicious nation. He is an unsung hero, and if Whyte-Taylor is concerned by something it behoves us to listen." He lived in France throughout the twenty years we were at war? " Incredulity flavoured my question."He lived, as he still does, in Brussels. He went out to the Low Countries over thirty years ago and married a Walloon ... a Papist as they all are ... then soon afterwards went.