By two-forty five we were wondering if there had been a mix up in times or dates and we started teasing each other with some foreplay.Just then the do...or bell rang and we were both surprised to see a tall, very sun tanned woman, in a large hat, knee length coat, black stockings and high heels. She could have been Italian, French or even middle-eastern.The voice did not match the female look, “I am Sam, short for Samantha, from the agency and you must be Keri. I am here to brighten your day and. So don’t get any ideas about dipping that silly little wick into me until we go to bed tonight, darling. I’ll need you to record all of the action after this. Now let’s see how you act when a stranger is doing your wife, shall we.”I opened the door, and let what looked like the ugliest, withered old black man I’d ever seen push the cart with our food on it into the suite right up next to the foot of the bed. Old being the operative word in his case. His cornrow like kinky hair gave him a bent. ” I didn’t stop him when he pulled my shirt and exposed my breasts.When we got home Keith pulled me to him and we kissed. John told me later he saw us. That story is for another time when John will tell you his side and what he witnessed Keith, John and I do.Keith poured a drink for us. I didn’t what it was. I wanted some. He said, “Alicia try it. I know you will love it.” I said, “Ok Keith I’ll try it.” We drank it. I liked it, but I got very woozy but I drank it all.I was aware when I almost. In fact, he wondered why he ever had. This place had real character. Not like those city houses. He combed his mustache in the bureau mirror, whistling to himself. The mirror was cracked and seemed to split his face in two. Just twice as much of me to go around, he thought. This put him in mind of last night's dream, and a sly smile spread across his face. He'd have to be careful not to let his eye linger on Lorelei today. He finished dressing and brushing Brillo into his hair. Mrs. Darcie was.