While neither young woman said a word, those eyes spoke volumes to each other. What are we about to do with each other? Why has it taken so long for u... to get to this point? What will happen tomorrow and all the other tomorrows? Should we stop? Fuck no; Que sera, sera. (An old movie line; look it up.)Janie removed her hand from Carrie's breast and her fingers slowly, carefully, opened the three buttons which held the two sides of Carrie's pajama top together. Two hands gently kneaded the two. I introduced her to my boss. We sat together and had lunch. The next day the boss invited us for a dinner at a restaurant. At night I discussed with manju my wife about my boss and she was quite interested and questioned me about my boss. Next day we went to the restaurant at 7 pm and our boss was already there and he booked a table and he offered both of us chairs and we sat and I slowly started talking about my wife to my boss and my wife was feeling shy, but I could see that her eyes were. "Nowcan we get a couple with the beach ball?"Timmi, smiling cutely over her shoulder obliged. He kept shooting forsome reason.The Cyclops photographer was mesmerized by how her body was justbegging the lens to capture the lovely images. The flawless, light tanskin with its supple curves bending just so. The beach ball beckoned,but she saw the craft services table."Where are you going?" clickclickclickclick.Timmi didn't hear as she saw it. There was a dish of candy at one endof the table. So. For instance, I seemed to ignore her. I concede this fact, but as any good man, I had an excuse. At the office there was a major account being tossed around and if a landed it I would be the big red fish at work. So I was a little preoccupied.One night I came home and Donna had invited a local voodoo priest over to the house. She said that she had found his number in the phone book and that he could help couples experience a new view on their marriage. I had to stifle a major guffaw. He claimed.