The first thing I pulled out was a diary of my late granny, not a day by day thing but written in over a number of years covering important events. I ...put it aside and took out a photograph album. At first I couldn't believe my eyes, there on the first page was my granny aged about twenty or so and totally naked. The whole album was filled with pictures just like it, I skimmed through a few pages, most were just of her naked but some were harder stuff. I didn't know they had that sort of thing. I was only at the gentlemen’s club because my wife had gone out again with her dubious friends to Vauxhall Gardens. I had tried to tell her that it isn’t a suitable resort for a newly married lady, even if she went with her husband. She upbraided me for being an antique bore with odd ideas about a wife’s place. That hurt. I’m only five years older than her. When I courted her she seemed so demure. She is a daughter of one of my father’s oldest friends and we had known each other since we were. The night of the affair Mark was nervous. He was torn between his wife going out with another man and the fact that this was his biggest client. He also told her later that he knew that they were attracted to each other. Diane's only memory was that he told her to relax, enjoy herself, but no matter what make David happy. The evening was actually wonderful for Diane, although repetitive for David. She had never met so many famous people and, because David was a big donor, she was treated very. Thankfully the elderly couple were content to simply wave before goingoff to some other destination. I toyed with my food for several minutes before he finally spoke. "So ...are you pissed off because we slept together? Or is there something elseyou'd like to tell me?" What makes you say that?!" I exclaimed, somewhat startled though inhindsight it made sense. "Funny thing I heard from a bartender and a couple others. Evidentlythere were disturbances on some earlier cruises? It was Robbery.