By the time I returned back to our bedroom after putting my daughter to sleep, she would have already slept. I was getting frustrated day by day.So I ...thought why not use the chance of the trip to have some fun. I started searching for escort services in that city. While surfing on the net I came across one personal add posted by a lady who was divorced and wanted someone to quench her thirst for sex. I immediately mailed her but was not sure if I would get a response coz posts like these get. She'd heard a lot of stories about a young man who frequented the store and sowed confusion with each visit."Maybe," Sean replied. He stared off into space for a moment while thoughtfully stroking his chin and then said, "Let's see. First I'm sorry, then I'm Sean Connery Michaels, and then I'm him. I wonder who I'll be next." Huh?" Never mind, I'm just having an existential crisis," Sean answered with a smile."Oh," Betty said. She looked down at the box of chocolates and said, "I guess I better. “I was never a gigolo. It wasn’t about the money, Connie. And besides ... that’s all changed now.” He leaned even closer. She could smell the toothpaste on his breath.“What time is it?” she asked.“I don’t know,” he said. There was some impatience in his voice. “It’s morning.”She moved to get up, aware that her own breath must be awful. She had learned that with Tim. It seemed so long ago. She realized she was naked, and stopped.“Turn around,” she said.“Why?”“I’m naked.”“You’re covered up.”“I. ..” Tad started to ask, confused.“Forget about it.” Helena commanded further. “I have questions and you’re going to answer them truthfully.” She lit a cigarette once she’d finished issuing commands. “Let’s start with the first one: What’s your real name, Tad Chase?”“Theodore Robert Chase.” He replied honestly. She looked at Mander. Looked like he hadn’t made it up at all.“OK, Tad.” Helena replied with a drag. “Are you a Nazi?”“I’m playing one in the movie, but I’m not.”She thought that was a.