This is a true story, It all started with the purchase of a video recorder.At that time, my wife was around 40, and purchasing a VCR was a big event. ... One evening the bell rang and Marc our neighbour from next door stood at the door with a broad grin on his face. He had a videocassette in his hand."I have a beautiful nature documentary here," he said, "I wish you a lot of enjoyment."It was one of those dark winter days with long evenings on a Saturday. After dinner, we settled on a sofa with a. She pushed herself up onto her haunches and put her hands around my neck, pulling her naked breasts into my chest. The kisses became longer until I opened my mouth to use my tongue, to which she opened her mouth and allowed me access. She allowed my tongue to dance with hers. I placed a hand back on a breast and continued stimulating her nipple to which she emitted a whimper. They were very sensitive indeed. I stopped kissing her mouth, and as I planted a kiss on her chin, she read my mind and. ’” “And?” “I fell for it. At first it was so glamorous and carefree. I think he was re-living his youth and just being with me really was enough. Well, almost enough. Before going anywhere, he’d take me to Saks or Bloomingdales or Creatures of Comfort, and pick out a couple of designer outfits. Dresses, shoes, accessories. He was really into it. Then we’d go into a dressing room and I’d try them on while he watched. I knew he was getting off on seeing me undress, but the things he bought me. She made notes as we talked. The advisers on each side could only talk to their diplomat, it made the conversation simpler.“You are all traitors and will be wiped from the earth for your treachery.” A robust start from the general, but no less than I expected from his reputation. This was a straight talking military man. At least it meant that he would stick to what he said, he was no politician with slimey, weedly, Janus-faced words. “Some of you will find that death particularly unpleasant.”.