It doesn’t get any better.” Several of Jenny’s friends made comments. “Lucky you” “Was he a hunk?” “Do we know him?” “You go gir...!” About six comments down, Jenny responded. “I had to go home and take a cold shower.” Damn. I had work to do, so I checked back in later in the day and noticed Jenny had added a comment, “I still have the house key, but not the guts to return it. What do I do? OMG.” I typed in my suggestion. “Wear something really sexy and drop it by to him when you know he is. And, that was around the time we discovered that Selina had been recording all of our adult... sessions.”“Something like that, but we, at first, thought it was only the one session — remember?”“Yeah, but our disillusionment, as they say, was looming on the horizon. We should have known better. She answered truthfully when I held up a flash drive that contained her recordings of our... interludes and asked if that was all of them.”“Yep, Phillip said, “it was, indeed, the only flash drive she. The ambassador to the ferry. We will walk back and we might even be back here in time to go with them to the bazaar. What do you say Klauss, pleeeaase?"Giving Klauss the puppy-dog-eye look had the desired effect on Klauss and he grumbled to himself as he helped the ladies up into the cart. The trip to the artist's shop was a wild, bouncy trip, but the girls were happy when they got off the cart. As soon as the ladies were off the cart, Klauss snapped the horses with the reins and the cart was. She turned over to face me. We didn't speak for a long time, we just looked into each other's faces. Last night had turned our fantasies into reality, and now we had to deal with the consequences. Jen started by saying, "I'm sorry, it got out of control last night." I know," I said. The silence was awkward. Finally I said, "I think the most important thing to do is for us to be completely honest with each other." I think you're right." No, I really mean it. If we're going to get through this,.