The moment we met, we hugged each other and planted kisses on each other’s lips. I was too drunk to have been bothered about who was watching me at ...hat point. I could not take her back to my place, and neither could she. We decided to walk to a lake which was a kilometer from my place. We held hands as we walked, talking about different things. I held her by her waist, which was slim because of her regular visits to the gym. I remember the bulging biceps and thinking that she would have a. She would sometime take her laptop to the porch of her bedroom and sit in the morning sun while we chatted.Life was good, things were busy, I was getting to know the city and meet some cute girls. Business was good and keeping close touch with home made it easier to bear the separation.I had been living in Nice for about 4 months, when Mom's challenges with technology began to surface. From a distance I was trying to teach her Powerpoint. She was in a group of friends that did charity functions. I didn’t remember Alexander Dumas ever having the musketeers engage in sex with each other.I shifted uneasily in the bed and Mercedes captured my right leg between her two thighs and held me still. “Mercedes,” I began, “ ... we’re married now, not single, unattached and ... I don’t know what ... irresponsible, maybe? We can’t just...”I was reassured Stephanie wasn’t there to push Mercedes and me apart, but the alternative was a minefield that needed to be negotiated also.“Shhhhhh,” Mercedes. ' She said "I am 4 months pregnant!!" I smiled and said "I could tell by the glow around your body and you are so cute with that hot body of yours." She pulled down her glasses and said "are you feeling ok, are you sick or something. My husband thinks I am ugly and wants nothing to with me. He goes to work all day and comes home and goes to sleep at night. I can't tell you when he has touched me last." I took down my sun glassed and looked into her eyes and said "he doesn't know what he is.