’ ‘This guy is older, creative director at an ad agency, married but his wife is having time out with her mother. I was told he’d pose no threat...to you.’ ‘Okay.’ ‘So just like that, no fight to get you to say yes?’ ‘God back off will you. I did say yes.’ ‘Oh, so you did. I’ll call Denis with the good news later.’ * * * Gina sent Beau back to her bedroom to change into something sexy. ‘You look like an old woman dressed in jeans, shirt and that poncho. And put on more make-up.’ ‘We’ll be late.’. There were no more hiccups with any of the loads and all the drivers went away happy but not as happy as I was, I'd earned twenty pounds for unloading and refuelling each boat and my wedding to Annie was less than two weeks away, I now had a provisional driving license which meant I could legally drive on the roads with a qualified driver, I'd had a few lessons from Frank and he'd quizzed me on the highway code, so I was pretty confident that I'd pass my test when the time came.It came sooner. " I said. Matt walked to the front door and locked it. "You are not going anywhere till I say so, do I make myself clear? Matt asked. I was in a relationship a serious one, with three k**s. I was not the type of woman to sleep around but here I was. Here he was. I was in his room sitting on his bed where Matt stood in front of me naked. My brain was screaming “NO”. My heart was screaming “NO”. But my pussy was tearfully crying from the moment he striped out of his cloths. I watched his. There is no mirror, so I don't know what I look like. Why keep that asecret from me?Am I on TV right now? Is the entire world watching me? Why not give me amirror then, so they can get a reaction shot? That seems like it wouldbe good TV. Yet, here I am with a new face I cannot see, ready to givethem a highlight moment that the talking heads will talk about and thegame makers will brag about, and there is no mirror for me to gaze intoso I can be shocked and stunned.I suspect I truly look like a.