Mark had wanted to see the end of the football game, so they let Lynn stay with him."Well, I'm not supposed to tell anyone about this, but I gave Dad ...ead about six weeks, two days, and 4 hours ago."Mark sprayed out a mouthful of the beer he was drinking and stared incredulously at his sister. Finally he said, "Bullshit!" No, I swear it's true!" Lynn protested."I don't believe you." Mark, you've got to believe me. I've been bursting at the seams to tell someone for weeks, but I can't tell any. ”Beth didn’t say much. But it was a comfortable silence again. She put her hand gently on my hand and gave me a squeeze, like she was telling me to go on.“So he hasn’t even notice you?” I asked, glumly, trying to get my slightly drunk brain to focus on her problem, search for solutions.Beth tensed. She looked almost irritated. She said cuttingly “he doesn’t notice me, he just drags a different slut upstairs each party, fucks them. Sometimes two in one night. It fucking hurts. I hate to think. . but sex was not part of it. she said with me it was different, she wanted more than just sex. So, we never fucked again after that first time. Until our wedding night 6 months later. From all appearances and intent she was only fucking me, not doing anything with anyone else. Then about 4 yrs into our marriage, one night she confessed that she had been fucking lots of guys again over the previous year. What triggered her telling me about all this was that she had been fucked by my boss the. ”Not-Dale responded with a curt nod, “Have you got the room ready?”“Yes, Sir. The second suite is prepared.”“Good.” He brushed past the servant and into a huge foyer.Caitlin couldn’t help but gasp at the size of everything, the staircase he ascended could fit ten large men side-to-side. The banister had ornate, gold-painted cherubs rising periodically from the woodwork. Nothing prepared her for the intricacy that went into the workmanship.He never looked down at her in his arms, gliding up the.