Barely understanding what had happened to me, what had possessed me, yet somehow knowing things would never be the same again.This morning on the earl... train, tired from my sleepless night, her black box had again taken me by surprise. “Sticky fingers? Troubled, twisting sleep filled with soft, heaving, moaning flesh?”I felt my body jerk to attention. How did she know how I had spent my night? I blushed, glancing round the carriage, illogically feeling she was there watching me.I replied with. !Stranger had unintentionally wandered into the yard, emerging from the woods and seeing the soft light glowing beyond the opened doors of the verandah. The hurt inside him was beyond anything he had ever experienced and he had ran off as if to escape it, but it was still with him as he easily leaped over the small railing and peered through the open door. His keen hearing immediately picked up the sibilant vibrations of heavy human breathing... of an occasional sigh and the whimper of what he. But if it was Beth, then your husband is fucking her”. “Oh, no,” I said, “I hope it’s not Beth. You two have been my friends before Glen was killed in that accident. I’ve always thought of Beth as a daughter. I hope and pray we are both wrong. I don’t like the fact that Beth could be a whore, but I hope it’s not with my husband if she is”. Sarah refilled our cups and we sat there silent for a bit. I then said, “You know, Mindy took the pictures and she kept me with her until I calmed. "No, no. the steak was fine. I guess I need to talk with you girls though, but I've got to make a phone call first."My sad attitude must have warned them that something was coming they might not like. But I wanted to call Patty, John's wife, and let her know what I'd discovered about our spouses as soon as possible. I went into my den and closed the door to make the call.Patty and John were a little older than us and both their kids were in college. Even though they had scholarships, I knew.