John to say the least was exhausted, plus he had harvest again a week before Trey was due.The second of the two weeks John and Barry had struggled to ...uild the machine Trey outlined to Mitch, Trey tsking that the machine wasn't that hard to build. Helen had gone back to watch the others while they worked on it. With Mitch's increase in power he could make the trip in a minute so this really wasn't a problem. Toward the end of the second week they almost had it together when both Mitch and John. It was time to end the farce of my marriage. I had all of the evidence that I'd need to force Rhonda into giving me what I wanted. The problem was my daughter.If I got custody, I'd have to arrange child care and visitation and all of that other stuff. I wanted to have it all in place when we filed. There was also the problem with confronting Rhonda and serving the papers. My parents loved Rhonda and her parents loved me. This would be a terrible blow to both families."Ryan," Rhonda called out,. I screamed and continued to press deeper inside of her. Her scream was loud, long, and nearly terrifying in intensity. I felt the pull of the surf on me pulling me back out of her and drawing me out to sea. I was struggling forward, but the surf held me and was pulling me backward. Large drops of rain began to fall and I could feel the grip of my feet on the sand losing ground as I was being pulled out to sea. She stood and faced me. My terrified eyes were locked onto hers, pleading with her to. I didn't expect to find him home and I didn't. I did find a note, explaining that he had accidentally knocked over the champagne bottle and broken it. He said he was sorry. I already knew that. I just planned to make him much sorrier.While he was attending class, I ran through the tapes. My, my, he had been busy. Not very creative though. Cynthia must have been Thursday. The other three, Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday got the same line of shit. I began to wonder if I shouldn't be flattered he.