IT WAS QUIET ON THE table while they were eating, Damsel was busy stealing glances at him when she noticed that he wasn't eating but staring at the food. Damsel took a hand towel wiping her mouth and asked “Crimson, a moment ago we were enjoying ourselves in the bathtub and a moment later you started acting so weird, what is exactly going on?” Crimson couldn't reply to that, he just gave her a pretentious smile and said; “I just remembered something baby, I'll be back” he went to the bedroom and took out his camera closely examining the pictures he took those ladies in the art gallery where Suzan posted to have been attending that women's workshop. He zoomed out the picture to identify if Damsel was amongst them and behold! on the bottom left next to an old lady putting on a long frontal w
