May I come in?" I wasn't expecting visitors, but, yes, come in," she said."You are still so beautiful, Zoya. Are you doing alright?" Andrey stood near...her as he talked."Andrey, you are full of the bullshit. But I am doing well, yes." Zoya turned to the living room as she spoke. "Please, let's sit and visit." I don't want to visit. I want to fuck you."Andrey grabbed her hand and pulled her close as he spoke. Zoya gasped as his lips crushed hers in a kiss that told who was in control. Her murmurs. Roberto announced that this was THEIR version of the Lambada.This was the most erotic dance I’d ever seen. The eight of them looked like they were having sex right on the dance floor! Nothing was actually touching, at least not on purpose, but their bodies were within a quarter of an inch of each other. It was very close to a tango but with no ‘organized’ steps. Greg laughed and said, “I don’t know Charlie, you might NOT want to try that!” I just looked at him and said, “NO SHIT Sherlock. I’d. When she came back a little while later, it was obvious she had something troubling her. She didn’t strip and get in bed as usual. I asked her to share with me and she put her head on my shoulder as we sat together. “Nikhil noticed the one bed when he used the toilet and asked me if we slept together. I was honest and said we had for a long time and you were understanding about my being with him. I hoped he could do likewise. He brought me back here and said he’d be in touch. I don’t know what. "There with me." I grinned at Zeke. The old man looked incredulously at me and I winked at him and said. "It's a long story I'll tell you later."Just then Johnny showed up with the two five gallon pails of paint and set them down next to me and I signed the credit slip."You two take these to the car." I told the girls and both looked at me with, 'are you kidding' written across their face.Johnny grabbed the paint and said. "I'll take it to your car Mr. Brown."No Johnny. I want these two day.