Simon as he read his book wondered what kind of woman his partner was like in real life.  Most likely a lonely one, in need for attention.  Simon wondered why her husband would be so inattentive.  By the sounds of it, most men would be happy to have a wife that put out on a regular basis.  Whoever said that a woman heart was an inscrutable thing neglected to include men into the equation...<br/><br/>After finishing another chapter, he set aside his book to see if there was a new post and PM from her.  Simon read her PM and made up his mind, her husband was a fool.<br/><br/>"Sounds like someone could use some loving.  *Waggles his eyebrows like Groucho Marx* Care for an replacement?  I'm available and very easy...  ;)  What do you say, we can have a little affair here via PM and no one needs to be the wiser.   8-)"  After sending it, Simon wondered how she would take the PM.<em>Hopefully in the right way.</em>He then started work on his post.<br/><br/>"Valter cupped Emma's face with his palm and gently nudged her head to get Emma  to look at him eye to eye again.  He smiled warmly,<br/><br/>"Truly?  That's nothing to be ashamed about, Emma."<br/><br/><em>A virgin?  There were some definite possibilities to be explored there.  Delicious possibilities indeed.</em>Valter was more pleased by her answer than she probably would have suspected.  She was an untamed unknown just waiting for someone to claim her and mark her as their own.  Someone like himself.  Valter liked that thought a lot.  He would be her lord and teacher in all things...  But first, her question.<br/><br/>"Aside from art, I do enjoy traveling.  International or domestic, it's the thrill of seeing new places and old.  Of course, Albania holds a special place in my heart.  It is my homeland and I return to visit family and friends from time to time.  It is a beautiful land, marred by conflict, but a beautiful land nevertheless.   Much like a 19th century landscape painting.  Perhaps one day, you should go and visit it.  I can recommend some good sites and places to stay."<br/><br/>Just thinking of his homeland, he was reminded by his childhood and of his father who came home late very night smelling of grease from fixing machines.  His parents were dead, but his childhood home still belonged to him.  One of the first things he had spent his money on was to purchase it and pay a local to be its caretaker for it when he was not there.  Valter then presented Emma with his next question, "On the weekends, what do you like to do for fun?""<br/><br/>