" Why do you always—" Because you size up every girl you see." Me?" Harry, you did it on our honeymoon, remember? You were checking out the girls on...the cruise ship." She brushes her hair with a furious energy. "Sometimes I think I married a voyeur." Do we have to go through this again? I admit, I have a weakness for beauty. I'm an architect, after all. Well, that's what I had hoped to be. I don't know what you call somebody who designs medical buildings and nursing homes." A damned fine. Her thoughts still full of the impression left by the stranger's long legs in their black stockings, she picked another Kleenex from her box and handed it to Clarissa. "What a puddle, already..." she thought to herself as she glanced at her friend. The gushing pee fascinated her as it was shimmering in the twilight. Just a couple of meters behind her friend, people strolled along the busy pedestrian high street, unaware of what was happening almost under their eyes."So you peed in your parent's. As my hands reached the top I put my fingers into the waistband and slowly pulled them down releasing the huge black monster that lay beneath, my eyes widened as Tony lifted up to allow me to get his shorts off. I stood up and slowly undid my shirt showing off my small breasts beneath my bra and then unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the floor, “Wow!” said Tony as I stood in front of him in just my underwear. As I unclipped my bra Tony reached forward and pulled my panties to the floor. I do care about him and I do honestly love him." Then it dawned on her again as it had so many times in the last several month. "Do I honestly love him? Would he honestly believe that I still love him with all my heart if he knew about Sean and me? If I can't be honest with him, at least I should be honest with myself." Then Mary started crying softly, hugging her self and thinking. "Do I still love my husband? I don't know. I know that I love what I have with Sean. The sex is really good, boy,.