I had looked at several web sites giving advice, and whilst I tried, carefully and slowly, I could never get the effect I wanted. I enjoyed the proces... but was always disappointed by the result. I needed help and I knew where I'd like to ask for it.I had, of course, watched for the re-appearance of Gloria. I had seen, who I assumed to be the male persona of 'Graham', report for work at the shop several times, but I had not seen 'Gloria' appear again since that first day. I was disappointed, as. Perhaps it was a good omen that the ritual she found on the first page she saw was for fostering good will between friends."One-four-six," Debby murmured as she turned the pages with care. She smiled. "This is a ritual for purifying water. Water must be the base." That has to be it!" Cassie cried in a bright voice. She glanced at the notebook. "Look, it says fifteen parts. That's the largest amount of any of the ingredients. Ned, call out the next number, the preparation one." Hokay, the number. After all he’s been through; setting limits seems like a real loser. I just hope he doesn’t ask for you to divorce me and remarry him. I’d rather he ask for half the kingdom if you get my drift,” he said.“After all I’ve done to him, I sincerely doubt that he’ll be asking me to come back to him,” she said.“Don’t be so sure. He likely won’t ask, but it’s what he wants; I know it,” he said. She snickered.“Yeah right!” she said.Well, it was Friday night and Poindexter’s was crowded and busy.. ‘Is this some kind of kinky fetish?’ I’m starting to enjoy this. ‘NO!’ She yells angrily. ‘Does he want to watch us? Maybe he’s beating off in the car across the street?’ ‘STOP IT, IT’S NOT FUNNY!’ ‘Why are you here Jane?’ I ask compassionately, changing gears. ‘I’m here to save my marriage.’ I want to laugh at this ridiculous situation, but the look on her face stays me. Instead I ask, ‘How is fucking me going to save your marriage?’ ‘I don’t want to talk about it anymore.’ ‘You caught him.