Hotel bar, away from home, bored, lonely. I spy a pretty girl who smiles and walks over. “Hi, I’m Roma.” Husband away from home, she’s bored and lonely. The look in her eyes says, “Why not?” My voice says, “Because I don’t.” She stands, takes my hand and room key and, like an obedient dog, I follow her upstairs. No words are necessary. She strips and twirls as I take in the glorious features of her perfect body. I strip a...