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Frederick and Rosaline, stood in a corner panting as they tried to catch their breath. The crazy old ladies had stopped chasing them. Frederick smiled on recalling his conversation with them.

"Your wife is pretty, hope you know how to play the match," one of the old ladies asked with a suggestive smile. Others affirmed and waited for his answer. He stared at them like they were crazy, but they had serious expressions.

"Don't worry, we're honeymoon experts, we are on the lookout for couples on honeymoon, to offer our knowledge of it to them. So you don't have to hold back." One of them said, and once again the others bobbed their heads in affirmation.

"I do, I'm as good as Ronaldo in that aspect," he answered.

"That's great, I'm sure you'll score a goal before the end of this trip."

"Maybe he has already scored," another said and the rest giggled.

"I'm also wondering the same," Frederick said in pretense, then looked at Rosaline.

"You know you have to lubricate it, before entering for b