Remembering

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The dawn of a new day and I once again woke up in the arms of my angel, the light of my life...

Today we wanted to indulge in total relaxation with a bus tour to the more exotic places that this region of the Americas had to offer, so it was t-shirt, shorts and sandals and the weather forecast had announced scorching temperatures.

We had only been in the states for a day and the local talent was awe inspiring, I had heard that the "Deep South" trawl of your typical American was particularly seductive and from the admiring glances we received from the women, the men, the girls u could see the effect that a couple of Britons invading their space had on them.

At the restaurant last night, our waitress was dressed In the ambient attire of someone with such grace and elegance and in such a setting this was to be expected. Debi got some very appreciative stares from passers-by who admired her purple dress which flowed freely hanging on to every curve of her body and come the end of the night she had the number of the waitress in her hand.

"Morning my love"

"Good Morning to you too xxx"

"So? I saw the waitress give you her number....You gonna give her a call??"

Debi looked at me but the all too familiar glint in her eye was not present

"Not this time"

"Huh?? But she was gorgeous"

"And definitely too dangerous to consider spending time with"

"But you could surely feel the radiance pouring from her..."

"Yes I could, but I also observed her movements and I imagine she is not alone but has other people in her company, and in her bed"

This was a side of Debi that I loved because she was basically saying I was better than her...

"You didn't see but she was wearing a wedding ring on her third finger"

"Yes, the significance??"

"The ring was on the wrong hand, a ploy to disguise that she is married to a man but curious too and I don't want to go where a man has been"

This of course is where we differed, I had had several 'short' liaisons with girls who were both curious and bisexual. I had even spent a night with a girl who was pansexual as she recanted having spent the day in the bed of 2 women and 2 men, not at the same time mind you.

"Definitely not, I sense this girl has power and I don't want to get into another situation like Lynette"

"About Lynette...."

"Yes darling"

"She is here in Vegas....with Petra"

Debi looked a bit upset to hear this, after all things with Lynette didn't end too well....

"I wanted all the people we ever knew from when we first got together to be here"

"Its ok Holly, but please......don't leave me in the same room as her......otherwise your girlfriend will be going to prison"

"Your serious??"

"Damn right I am....she could have split us up many times if it wasn't for your judgement calls"

I cuddled into her, as I remember that final meeting

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