"Jan keeps an eye on the women's changing rooms," noddingto the door as a middle aged women carrying two plastic cups of coffeecomes into the room. Sh... hands one cup to The Lug and then turns to me."What are you doing steeling, you seem like a nice girl?" Her tone ismotherly, even sympathetic. I suspect she has teenagers of her own."Look," I sigh, swallowing down my pride. "Can you call an InspectorDeepa Patil for me?" Who?" Jan shoots a confused look at The Lug.I take a deep breath and tell. Michael was very horny! We fucked three times while Gary sat next to the bed and watched - once straight missionary, once doggie and once cowgirl - and then we broke for dinner. We all took showers and then Michael took me again anally as Gary knelt by my head and I sucked his cock. We decided to spend the night and those randy buggers took turns on me for what seemed like forever.I slept most of the way home.Since then, other than Gary being insatiable, things have been quiet. I haven't been. But that seemed crazy. I wasn’t superstitious. I tried so hard to remember when my last period was. I needed to know when to expect the next one. But I couldn’t remember. I use a period tracking app on my phone, and without even a calendar I couldn’t land on date. I just prayed every night that I would be greeted by my menses the next morning. Sadly my period never arrived. Then I noticed some of the smallest of signs. The first one happened during the final week of my marriage. My husband. ”“I thought your talk most interesting and instructive,” Mimi said, before sipping at her coffee, and then nibbling on one of the appetising pastries a Louvre minion had brought in from a local patisserie.Alain and I watched in fascination as she licked the tips of her fingers clean of sugar and cream after consuming the delicacy.“I had no idea how much we have learned of the ancient civilisation. I hope my constant questioning did not vex you,” Mimi said, and then helped herself to another.