When they began to play, Sandra acted as if she didn't really know how to shoot pool. Actually she was very good. However, she liked the way Jerome pu... his arms around her and leaned over her back to show her how to make a shot.As the game progressed, and they waited their next shot, Sandra pushed Jerome onto a chair and sat on his lap. She kissed him passionately again and squirmed on his lap. It only took a second for her to feel his excitement.The wine and beer eventually began to relax. It was obvious to me that he was making the moves on my wife BIG TIME! She was falling for it BIG TIME!! and it was plain to me that he would break her heart, leaving my marriage and life in ruins. He told her that he would never put pressure on her to leave me. Over and over for several weeks, I warned my wife that his actions and words were intentionally deceptive. During all of this I was trying to cope with my wife's desire and my own secret; I divulged that I felt very bisexual. I even. As Betty sat, she yanked the source of her indignation over her lap, holding her there with all the weight she could apply to the arm she lay across the young woman’s back saying, “It would probably do you a world of good if this was on the bare, but this will do,” raising the ruler in preparation of teaching a lesson.Betty felt the ruler as it was pulled from her hand and smacked against the side of her head causing her to release her grip on the person lying on her lap.“About fucking time. ”“Doug? What?”“My time in Black Mall. I fucked up so badly with so many women. I made a very unwelcome pass at Whitney, more than a pass, I fondled her and grabbed her crutch. Whitney was furious with me. But Kiyoko...” Doug took a big breath and blurted it out. “She was one of the women I raped.”“Oh.” Jessica paused and then whispered in a frown, “I’m as guilty as you are Doug.” Doug was surprised she kept holding his hand, but she did, and she pressed her head against his shoulder and sighed.