Old Cold War protagonists had too much money invested in each other to want to destroy each other.With Iggy, Amy and Mich gone, there was no-one she c...ould really discuss stuff with and she was lonely. That's when Valentin Gavriel came a courtin'.Valentin was one of Pavlov's marines who'd not been sent to the Diana. He was good looking, tall and strong, and, at 20, on his first posting. He'd been too young to serve in Chechnya and thus wasn't stained, as Johnny was. His English was okay, having. If it weren't for the prudes we would probably have Sexersize clubs all over the country. Hell, I would sign up for that in seconds. Get laid and tone up at the same time."She giggled."It would sure put Weight Watchers out of business," she said smiling."True but then...thinking about it...Richard Simmon's Sweating to the Oldies would have been too horrible to even think about it." I grinned, then chuckled at the sudden disgusted look on her face.She started to laugh, and I joined her.After a. I want them both to go down—hard," I said.I got home about two hours later. The stuff I bought was still in the car. She had to be gone for me to install it. A piece of cake, maybe an hour's work. I wasn't sure what good any of it would do, though. Adultery was reprehensible, but not legally reprehensible. The lawyers and their law making had seen to that. It was almost like they wanted to protect the guilty. Lawyers and politicians had to be the most contemptible cadre of human beings there. I would only make them want to do it more if I protested TOO much about it. I went downstairs and got Carl Weathers – he was a gift after all and brought him back upstairs.After a nice, meaningful conversation and some foreplay – who am I kidding, I went to town on myself and pounded one out hard for about twenty long minutes until I passed right out and curled up next to that dildo like it was the real Carl Weathers. I think I even dreamed about him in his prime taking me out for a nice.