I have a little snack prepared for you,” she said, “for my hard-working man.”I smiled. I sure did love this woman. She was all any man could pos...sibly want.She led me by my company supplied shirt collar down the hall to our bedroom. Entering, she told me strip and lie down on the bed. I did as she commanded me. Oh, and I was smiling. I sure didn’t have to guess what kind of snack she’d a minute before alluded to.“Play with yourself,” she said. My smile evaporated.“Huh? What? I thought that..” I. In fact, probably more than you. I haven’t been able to get it at home recently, but that’s no excuse, I know. The temptation was too much. I feel so guilty and I hope you will accept my sincerest apologies. It won’t happen again. Please suggest a usage fee and I’ll pay you.Regards, Alan.THE ACTIONSFred, feeling betrayed and insulted, grabbed his gun (he is an American!) rushed next door and shot his neighbor dead. He returned home, poured himself a stiff drink and sat down on the sofa to. ”“Yes, son - So?”“It seems we’re wasting time flying so slow. We could get there thirty minutes sooner.”“Here comes the navigator, Ricky – make your point to him and see what he says,” Mr. Knowles said.“Hello, I’m John Randall, your navigator – how is everyone doing so far.”“Mr. Randall, why are we flying so slow?” I asked.“Oh, you read that we can go 600 mph, but we announced we are only 480 mph?”“Yes, exactly.”“To tell the truth, we aren’t in any hurry, so we set the speed to our usual. ”I then told whispering “okay, if you agree, I’ll come later, when none will present in the house, in the office time.” Nazma asked “When?” I replied “tomorrow, or the next day.” Nazma replied me “okay, now leave me please, if someone see us they will kill me.” I left the kitchen, I have succeeded. We left the house after the dinner and at the last moment when all had gone to the downstairs, I intentionally took time to wear my shoes and Nazma was at the last of the line. I grabbed her scarf.