Then he said something like, "going back to our little conversations on the plane Jill, you led me to believe that there were maybe more bits of fun i... your retirement life than you have told me about."I couldn't tell him everything, but I told him that my hubby and I had an open relationship and that, yes, I did have my moments."Lucky lady," was all he said, and then the conversation turned to other thingsStill unsure whether he was going to make a move, I decided to do my crossing my legs. Neither had anything casual to say and both wanted the uninterrupted privacy of his guest suite for the ensuing serious conversation. At his door, Mr. Moore key-carded the lock and invited Karina to enter. He relocked the door. Karina stood facing him with arms hanging limp at her side. Mr. Moore lifted Karina’s head scarf and dropped it behind her. He grasped her biceps and leaned in for a mouthwatering kiss. Karina’s maroon lip gloss enhanced their appearance of fullness. The kiss lingered as. "We talked about the problems facing us and Betts brought up a few points of her own. Wendy came out and she looked even more alarmed. Betts got up and seated Wendy between us and then put an arm around her. I moved my arm around her too. In a while Wendy accepted it and hugged us both.The conversation went on again and Wendy was terrified anew at the thoughts of going back to school. Wendy was coaxed by me then by Betts to talk about what problems she may run into. This seemed to help and she. I wanted to sitdown but Rita had other ideas and I was soon helping her prepare ourdinner in the kitchen wearing a white apron around my waist so I lookedlike a French Maid. I tried to object but Rita was also dressed thesame way and I liked looking at her dressed as a French Maid and shesaid it was quid pro quo.At last I finally got to sit down and I realised why housework was soexhausting. I was relieved when Rita said she would do the washing upand empty the bins although slightly.