She was staring at the window with a bit of a smile with her mug held casually in front her stomach. I realized that my eyes have been glued from star...ng at her tits for so long when she turned her body. I looked away and started to gather the plates to wash. She stared at me blankly, analyzing my actions. I stood up with the dishes on my hands, then I heard laughter from her. Dumbfounded, I stared at her in confusion. She just gave me a wink and pointed at my erected shaft. I laughed. Ideclined. "Sorry mate golf isn't my thing... I have never played and itreally doesn't interest me." He sounded disappointed. "Well what aboutmeeting us in the clubrooms afterwards for a drink?" Nah not for me Ben. I will leave you to enjoy the day with yourfriends." As I was cooking dinner for myself later Alex called. And itdidn't long before she asked. "Hey darling, how come you didn't go withBen?" It's just not my thing. I don't like golf."I heard her giggle. "Yeah I know what you mean, but. She could be a hand model, he thought. She wore no nail polish, and needed none. You don’t paint lilies. They were going into the auditorium. ‘Do you mind if I sit with you? First day, I don’t know anybody,’ he said with a grin. She smiled. ‘Okay. I don’t know anybody either.’ Then, ‘What was your name again?’ ‘Charlie. And you’re–?’ As if he’d forgotten. ‘Carol.’ ‘Carol.’ He did not know it then, but that name would echo in his heart for the rest of his life. — After it began, Carol not. She was no fool, after all. She had learned through her husband that the SD and Abwehr were rival institutions in the Third Reich, so she could give away information without betraying her country, as long as it was to the military intelligence service.Her motives were rather obvious, though Rolf had never revealed that he understood them. He pretended that she was acting out of patriotism or politics, not a desire to make him happy or get back at her spouse. He also secretly found it amusing.