Chapter 12

“For some, sex is just like another sport,” she said.

Markus observed the woman across from him closely. She was attractive in a sort of fake way. Bottle blonde hair cut in a short bob style. False breasts, he suspected, way too prominent for a woman in her forties.

For a moment nobody responded. It had been a quiet dinner party without any trace of controversy until the topic of meeting people of the opposite sex in Sydney was raised by the hostess, Charmaine. She sat at the opposite end of the long table to her husband, Ian, who smiled when she introduced the subject which many suspected was for the benefit of the two single people – Markus and Robyn. The table for eight gave plenty of room for the four guests and two hosts. Two friends of the Wydners, a v...

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