"I must admit," I said, "I'm not used to it. To trusting a guy."Steve grinned. "Maybe you just hadn't met the right guy."I nodded my head in acknowled...gement. He reached over and squeezed my hand. Then he turned back to watching the practice, still clasping my fingers in his.Had I? Had I met a man I could trust?I certainly hadn't resisted in taking my panties off when he'd asked. That certainly wasn't typical for me. Then I remembered the caress of his fingers and began grinning. Steve looked. I watched from a distance as my wife flirted with our new friend. After several games and a couple more rounds my wife sat down next to me at the bar, as she leaned in to kiss me she ran her hand up my leg and grabbed my cock. After a passionate kiss she told me they were ready to go back to the house. As the three of us left the bar and started to the car she announced that she would ride with him and they would follow me back. At one point on the way back as we were sitting at a stop light I. “How have your sales been going?”She looked unhappy as she said, “Not very well. Nobody wants the cheap calendars and almost all of the other places I’ve tried don’t have single men so I can’t mention the other one. And those that do have been young guys that I didn’t have good feelings about like I did you. My mentor says I should only share my treasure with older men because they will appreciate it more and probably have more money and be willing to spend it.I agreed with her and asked what. Yet this shop had near 100 books! Who had the money and the wherewithal to purchase such luxuries?The merchant gave him a once over, determining his ability to purchase based on his clothes and bearing. Stefan had no illusions that his purse would be surreptitiously judged as more than lacking."One does not expect a King's Guard to be perusing books for purchase," the shopkeeper opened."This King's Guard is surprised to see a shop full of books in Esala," Stefan countered with a lightness in.