I changed jobs shortly after and never saw Jackie again.I met my next slut wife three months after I started my new job. Alex, one of the guys I worke... with, asked me if I would like to join him and some of the other guys we worked with at a poker game he was going to be having on Friday. I like to play poker so I said yes. Liking to play poker wasn't the only reason I had for saying yes; I'd seen his wife when she came to pick up his paycheck and she was drop dead gorgeous and that was wearing. ” She looked at me, and said, “We were having a very interesting conversation out in the kitchen, weren’t we?” She made eye contact, and smiled at me, and I mumbled, “Yeah, it was pretty interesting.” I couldn’t help smiling, though.I followed Miss Martin back out to the patio, getting an eyeful of her bottom in those shorts, and we started to get the barbeque ready. My mother and Mrs Weston were already on their second bottle of white wine, and were having an earnest discussion at the outdoor. He comforted me by saying it was through God's grace that he made women the bearers of new life. He said it was my duty to be fertile and have God's children. "Then he quieted my anxieties by quoting the Bible. 'From Corinthians 6: Verses 18 to 20,' he said, 'Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore honor God with your bodies.' "Hearing scripture made me feel I was. I nudged Richie's leg and he looked up at me."'Hi, ' I said, 'you guys want a beer?'"Richie was dumbfounded. I mean, here he was on the verge of getting some, and we offer him a beer. But Paula ... she was something else, even then. She pops out of the clinch and reaches for a Coors, popped it open and started to chug it down."'You might as well join her, ' Manny suggested, and Richie did. We were all a little high in a few minutes, and then we were all sitting together. We finished the beer in.