We talked about Yen, about my job a little and I asked what business interests she had here – she was a southern Vietnamese, and had never particula...ly cared for the north; after all, her mother had needed to hide under the kitchen table when the bombs fell, when pregnant with Ha, as the north began their final assault and soon-to-be victory. She said she had invested some money – mine? I wondered – in the fledgling stock market, both here and more lucratively in the southern bourse in HCMC,. As we were coming down stairs from putting them to bed, Carole Ann complained about feeling stiff from all her exercise that day."That sounds like a good excuse for hitting the hot tub," I told her, "That should help ease our stiff muscles."She agreed and we headed to the changing area to put on our swim wear. Again I was in the tub before she emerged. And once again it was just as well, because when she appeared this time it was in a two piece and while not a bikini it was high cut on the. There isn’t one. Not if I want to live.’ ‘There’s always an escape. You haven’t looked hard enough. Apparently I’m not important enough in your life for you to find one.’ ‘You are important to me and I do love you. Just I have to do this. You don’t know the circumstances. Please don’t ask me to tell you. I can’t. I wont. I may tell you someday, if you’re still around.’ She pushed her robe from her body,’ Please Curtis, I need you to make love to me.’ There was no way Curtis could fight it. He. Absentmindedly, she reached down into her oversized handbag and took out the rolled up ball of her blue silk panties. She smiled in derision at her confusion when her blue panties slid down from her slimmed down hips. The mortified look on her face, seeing the panties tangled around her ankles, on the redeye flight from DC. Julie also extracted the small card that Armand had given her with the address of his dance studio. Her hand fell between her legs and she closed her eyes. She remembered.