All I could think about was how to surrender to this woman. She was dead on accurate about me. Who cares if she was wet at my expense, I was a complet...e fake and she had called me out.But what should I say? What should I do? Until this moment, I had never been called out like this. How do I admit to her that she had won?But had she? In the middle of debating if to run away or to simply break down completely, I managed to think for a moment. Did she have any actual proof that I wasn't Miss. ......Let's go upstairs and have a last drink.Miki understood, Monica as well, but it still seems strange and impossible to her."Guys I really spent a wonderful evening" in my mind I think "I hope the night is even better", "but now I think I will disturb, I go". I think about how to block it but .......MONICA ADVANCES "Miki does not disturb at all, if you like it, stay with us a little longer".I look at it in amazement and I think "no, it can't be ..........."me: "Miki sit here I'll go for a. All of them knew about the concept which was no surprise to me but all of them were AGHAST!! I convinced them that we should treat each other's wives like GF's & not to think too much into it. With little difficulty I could convince them. They were very apprehensive about their wives reactions!! Most of them had no guts to even discuss it with their wives. I just told them not to discuss anything with the wives. On the kitty day, they should just ensure that the wives are dressed sexily & get. Someone had painted the most beautiful vanilla sky also, that hung over the distant playing fields while more snow clouds were obviously building up in the east. As Marion talked I just looked at her. I could see the gentlest of curves beneath her woollen jumper and as she moved her arms to emphasize a point once in a while, their presence would be highlighted. I tried shifting my focus of concentration but at the back of my mind was the sexual awakening I had experienced with Ruth just.