Finally we reach the city and wind our way along the city streets of southeast DC, not the best of neighborhoods. We find a place to park, way off in ...he back, partly hidden by trees. Nation's looks like a warehouse on the outside and I think at one point it was one, but has since been converted into a rave/freek club and gets wild and hairy on Saturday night. It's just around ten o'clock, right on time. Even though things won't heat up for another two hours, we're early enough to beat the. My first step was to buy Mason’s company.That took a little convicing, but we had overlapping industries so it mostly made sense.The second move was harder, which was to get Mason kicked out of his own company without an exit package.I dug up some shady dealings that he had made years before and pointed to his poor stock price.I settled with my board to give him a small parachute.Then, I put word on the street that he was tainted. I had to make sure that no one would hire him. It seemed to. That realization triggered a very open discussion between my husband Steve and me about our marriage, the threesome, and having an open marriage. We decided to do just what they’d done and open things up. We felt our marriage was very strong and that additional sexual relationships, even if they got romantic, would be able to fit in without jeopardizing what we’d spent twenty-four years building.“After that we sent signals back to our neighbors that we were ready. I’m sure you could see and. He enters the room and I smile calmly although my stomach is turning over, and greet him. He looks around the room approvingly, eyes seemingly unwilling to meet mine Nice place he says, and I stand to greet him properly, unsteady on my legs and narrowly missing barking my shins on the coffee table. We embrace briefly and he kisses me on the cheek. I wonder if he can hear my heart hammering, it seems so loud to me. Already I am disappointed that our lips do not meet, but the night is young..