I maranated the chicken, cut the baguette and got the shrimp cocktails made and put on ice. The bottle of Pindar chardonnay was chilling as well, alon... with another bottle as backup in case we were thirsty. I had also gotten a bottle of this blue gin, Bombay Sapphire, that she had ordered at the bar last week. Nasty stuff that gin, I thought, but at least that was something I knew she liked. What if she didn’t like chicken or something like that? I began thinking of everything that could go. She was a bombshell. Busty, long & silky hair, hazel eyes just the perfect gal who would make men’s mouth water & their penis long. It’s not that she didn’t like me or something, but I am sure she never expected me to share a relationship like the one we are sharing right now. I snapped and thought to myself to hell with my wife. If I can get any kind of action this weekend I am going to jump on amrita! You call it destiny or fate but on Friday 24th I had to fly down to Delhi to close a deal. It wasn't a very romantic topic, but it was practical as hell.Polly had her own things to do, and I was instructed to be ready to go 'up' to dinner, whatever that meant, at exactly seven P.M., and then I was dismissed to the care of Natalie, who magically appeared and escorted me back to the little cottage we stayed in.I was afraid to ruin all the hard work, and not knowing how to protect myself from ending up looking like the bride of Roseanne Barr, I took Angela's iPad into the sitting room,. CNN, of course.“Welcome back, Linda. Based on CNN you’ve been a busy little beaver lately,” Jessie said with a smile.“Hmm, yes. The last couple days have had a few interesting moments,” Linda replied. “What’s for supper? I worked up an appetite today.”There was one more day of Vigilante vacation left before Linda had to catch a flight to Melbourne, Australia. She planned to finish rescuing one more group of potential slaves, and the rest of the time she’d seek out and kill terrorists. The plan.