However, his persistence paid off and I was able to get a foothold that allowed our combined efforts to get me to safety. We lay there panting for a w...ile, laughing at the silliness of my near-death experience, only getting some cuts and bruises.We made our way back to the village as the sun began to set and said our goodbyes. I went back to my home, to find my mother cooking dinner. She was happy to hear I was back, until she turned to see the state I was in and then she became livid. She. My own wife was one of my favorite authors and the stories she wrote were of the things she had been doing behind my back. I'd even gotten myself off to a couple of them and wasn't that a kick in the teeth.But even that wasn't the best part. The best part was a folder labeled "My Diary." It was an itemized account of every sexual affair that Vickie had engaged in. It gave names, dates, times and places and included a critique of the session. It started two days before our wedding and ran until. So I asked, ‘How do you think that makes me feel?’ She flushed even deeper. ‘Oh, James, you must be so ashamed.’ ‘I feel proud,’ I told her, ‘and you should too’. She looked blankly at me. ‘Proud? But all those men –‘ ‘All those men, Alicia, are looking at you for one reason, and one reason only. They want you. And the reason they want you is that you’re so beautiful and desirable, so don’t you be ashamed when they look at you. Treat it as the compliment it is.’ She still looked doubtful so I. I said well Mike is out back with Andrea if y'all want to go out, I'm finishing up in the kitchen. I really didn't have anything else to do but I wanted them to get started without me. The guys all knew I keep the little fridge on the deck stocked with beer so they each grabbed one. By the time I went out Andrea had almost finished her first bottle of champagne and she was setting with her legs slightly apart as she talked to her guys. I could clearly see her shaved pussy when I walked out so I.