"The remote guy said, "Find out what the penalty is going to be and write it up so we can get Mr. Wonderful and his bitch out of jail. We'll get every...hing signed and promise the check's in the mail. Let's get this done now."The guy hung up the phone. Sarah said, "I'll handle the rest, stay quiet."She punched some buttons on the phone and unlocked the door. The two came back and Sarah began writing on her legal pad creating the words and penalties. I noticed when reading what she wrote, that. I was not sure what she meant.I looked at her for awhile without saying a word. Sheila asked if Iremembered when I had set up an opportunity for her to be with anothergirl. How could I ever forget that night? I saw a beautiful girl go downon my wife and later my wife reciprocated the cunnilingus on her. Thatwas a night I will never forget and wish she would duplicate. Kissing heron the mouth after she had eaten what most men wish they could of! Thatwas hot for me to watch! Sheila said as. It was an innocuous thing, theedges of the cover worn and frayed, the pages delicate. There were hintsof a gilded outline along the edges of the cover, but it had long sincefaded away. She wondered what kinds of things Bunny wrote in it, whatthoughts and ideas she must've had to have written it and so many otherbooks like it during her short life. It was a shame that none of it hadever been published. She opened it to the first page and startedreading.July 25, 1927Mrs. Pemberton accused me of. I wasn’t too worried because I was the only one that hadn’t lost a hand yet and said okay just because everyone else was for it.Wouldn’t you know it? I lost the next two hands in a row. I couldn’t believe it. I was already down to my underwear and was really sweating the next hand. Truth is, I started to get a hard on and I wasn’t anxious to let anyone else see it. At least I didn’t lose the next hand, it was Mark that lost and he was down to his underwear also. That made three of us sitting.