" Yes, ma'am."# # #Dorothy Kirkpatrick, Talia to the HV audience, dragged herself through the door of her house and collapsed into her one good piece ...of furniture - a soft, luxurious easy chair. She made the major effort to put her feet up, one at a time, on the footstool. She had just finished six weeks of intensive activity to help generate what she considered three measly hours of grade 'C' melodrama. The word 'create' was too grandiose to use for the process. She had moved into a house two. And jokingly said we should send it to her sister as well…..just to show how sexy her sister looked. I added that of course that would mean the sister needed to reciprocate with a picture of her own. Well, that was a few days ago, before my wife left town. We never did get a chance to send that photo, but her sister is texting, looking forward to seeing my handy-work, and these photos that “are not naughty, but just beautiful,“ is how I put it. Implying the photos and lovemaking afterwards. I don’t want to be stopped as an introduction to Lindie’s sister.I didn’t say anything to Lindie as she fidgeted. As every mile marker passed by on the side of the road she glanced at her watch. At about the halfway point, she started to relax. We were way ahead of schedule.The trip to the airport was a success. We arrived as I had calculated, a half-hour early and that included parking the car and getting into the terminal.Of course there were problems we had not figured on. Lindie wanted to. ” Dobbo insisted.“Cuckold, what are you blethering on about?” I demanded.“Did you not know, why Bloody Bunty and your lady wife are at this very moment cavorting in the bridal suite at the Grand Hotel in Worthing old chap,” Dobbo chuckled, “Thought the whole world and his wife knew.”“No, I had no idea. I thought the bitch was visiting her mother,” I confessed, “Bloody Bunty’s welcome to her.”“Looks bad though Balfore,” Algy advised, “If that Kaiser chap keeps sabre rattling I fear the entire.