Daisy once again scrolled down and then she found some footage that took her fancy. An older married couple of about sixty and a younger woman in her ...ate thirties similar to Daisy. The husband was wearing a suit and the wife had a short black dress on, the girl who was the neighbour had shorts and a tight t shirt on. The wife and girl were sitting together but you could tell they were flirting with eachother, the husband was sitting quietly in the corner. The wife then kissed the girl on the. For the next two weeks my daily routine was to get up early and leavefor work before Rose woke up. When I got home each night, I came in thegarage door and entered the suite from the private entrance, to be sureand observe her wishes of not being seen. Rose was spending severalnights at Vickie's place and would come home occasionally to pick upsome clothes and personal items.Other than a few text messages regarding some financial matters, I didnot speak or see my wife for the next two weeks. . She sent the slave off toward a bakery on a make-work task and joined me in a nearby coffeehouse, fluttering her skirts and her eyelashes. The place was thick with tobacco smoke and several eyes followed us to a table. Only one or two other women were in evidence, and they might not have been quite proper ladies judging from the thickness of the paint on their faces."I hope you won't have trouble if you're seen with me," I said as we sipped the bitter brew."Course not," she said. "My husband. Spread her word." We will," the warrior vowed.Lucasus smiled. His work here was done, but far from over. He couldalready sense Earon pranking another group. It brought a smile to hisface.* * * * * Fifty years later * * * * *"Stop training you imbeciles!" Earon shouted from atop a hill. Heoverlooked the royal academy and its training grounds. There, dozens ofwomen clad only in chainmail bikini trained with each other."A problem my dear?"Turning around Earon spied Lucasus sitting on a nearby.