I had quite a relaxed 1 month. About a week after my termination announcement, I began receiving anonymous letters at the office. They were printed so...I couldn’t guess whose handwriting it was.All those letters had a common thing about an anonymous woman. (I did hope it was a woman. I am perfectly straight) Describing her liking towards me and how she wanted to do something about it. I tried my best to investigate who was this anonymous woman but I couldn’t find out.On the 9th day of those. I asked about single guys and they said there were not many single guys because the focus was really on couples. They said most times they would watch couples play but were not invited to join. I said that must be frustrating for them. They said that at the least it was like watching live sex show. I asked about getting a release and being sexually frustrated. They paused for a minute and then admitted to being bisexual. If they did not hook up with a couple, they would go back to their room. Why did you dothis?" he asked, finding his voice shrill to his ears."You don't have water in your ear anymore do you?" he prodded with asmile."I..." Derek stopped for a moment. After a quick check he ear that wastorturing him all day was indeed clear now, but that was far from hisconcerns given his new physical distress. "Turn me back!" he orderedhating how his voice sounded."Sure," the man replied. "The next time you get water in your ear, I'llturn you back." He then looked a little sheepish.. I arrived at the airport in the city where Wendy lived now at 8:00 a.m. I was surprised to see that she was waiting for me. She seemed quite eager to see me. In fact, she grabbed me and gave me a tremendous loving kiss with lots of tongue. The people gathered there must have thought we were lovers. In a way, we had been. We gathered my things and she took me to her car. She told me that I would understand when we got to her apartment, but not to ask any questions yet.As she drove she reached.