It was eight in the morning and Lady Ashely and 99 were busy playing their favourite drinking game, ‘Stolen Led.’ The game involved them listening...to numerous Led Zeppelin songs and then taking a shot whenever Jimmy Page stole a guitar rift from the blues legends of the 1930s. They were quit drunk. The phone rang, which sent shockwaves coursing through their heads that threatened to tear them apart. ‘Turn that shit down!’ shouted Maggie as she made her way to the phone, ‘Play some hard shit. I noticed a fairly large box on the floor in the back that resembled a shoe box but actually had a lock on it which seemed unusual to say the least.I dragged the thing back out with me along with the sheets and my sister squealed with evident displeasure at my discovery."Put that back right away, you nasty thing."Now I was seriously curious about the contents of the locked box."What are you hiding from me, little sister? I thought we had no secrets from each other."She stood up on the bed and I. ’ Sean took Cyndi’s answer as a flat no. What he didn’t realize was that Cyndi hadn’t said no to cheating on Reg, just that she’d have to tell him. He sighed and started to open his door. Cyndi decided that she had to clear the air before they went back to the office. ‘Wait a minute Sean, I don’t think you understand completely.’ ‘Believe me Cyndi, I know what ‘no’ means.’ ‘I said that I couldn’t cheat on Reg and not tell him. Believe me, I’d love to get naked with you and fuck. What girl. His next words seemed calmer, but there was a lurking threat behind them that grew as he spoke.“After her little vacation to ‘think about it’ by planting herself in your bed for a while, she came back to the house, sat me down, and broke my heart. She told me everything, in excruciating detail. And then she hit me with her own ultimatum. She said she’d be willing to stay married to me, to do her best to love me as much as ever, and even to move so I could take a job that wouldn’t do so much.