He grabbed them, pulled them off the rest of the way and threw them in the direction of his cot. I heard Greg say, “Hey, watch it, Donny.”I watche... as Don Jr. got on the cot with me and pushed my legs apart. I didn’t resist. I pulled my legs up with my feet flat on the cot and spread myself for him. Don Jr. knelt between my legs and ran his fingers up the inside of my thighs. I shivered as tingles went up my spine from his touch and his blatant scrutiny of his mother’s pussy.I held my bottom. The pathetic stereotype of a prostitute here in America is of a d**g addict who must sell her body on the street in order to support her habit. This is an ugly stereotype because there are plenty of American prostitutes who are not d**g addicts but are merely pursuing gainful employment. Nonetheless, my experience with American prostitutes is that they all portray the “bad girl” image to some degree.In Tijuana, this situation was reversed. The stereotype of a Tijuana prostitute was to me of. And you do have one possible problem.”“What’s that?”“Elyse is going to be working this summer and you’re going to be sleeping with her.”“Shit,” I breathed. “Penny is going to make an issue about that, I’m sure. But Jess has said that Penny is off limits, which pretty much makes anything that Penny wants in that regard impossible. I’ll talk to her. I’ll make the point about Elyse having kids with me.”“And you think Penny won’t conclude that she can make the same offer?”“And Alice would kill both. I booked a flight for the same night to New York City, and registered at the Hilton by 10 pm.In the morning I called Jim Stratton whom I went to college with and now owned a financial counseling office, and asked him to recommend a good detective agency and also a company that will do surprise audits.At the detective agency, after telling them that I know for sure that my wife has been cheating on me, I asked them for two things. Collect tangible evidence on her present doings, and also to try.