Carlarrived at Debbie’s office intending to surprise her, butDebbie wasn’t there. So as he left the building he lookedin the parking lot f...r her car and saw that it was there.But Stan’s car was gone. Carl went home wondering if hewas being unfair thinking that something was going onbetween Debbie and her Boss. No that just couldn’t be.Not his wife.But when he got home Ross’ car was in their driveway.Carl parked his car down the street a little ways andwalked up his. I was not ready for it.The kids by now had just started college. I was still working quite a bit but not as late as I once was. We no longer needed a sitter when we wanted to go out. Sandra wanted to enjoy this new found time and I agreed. We started going out more than we had since we were single. We went out to dinner at least twice a week and the movies every weekend. I had no problem with this. What I was not ready for was Sandra's renewed sex drive.One night we came home from the movies. There is no way I’m going to meet the President dressed like a stevedore.”The driver snickered, and Sergeant Wilson laughed. “Mr. Morrison. We are driving you to the Marriott, where we’ve reserved a room for you for the express purpose of allowing you to tend to your personal needs. My assistant and I took the liberty of moving your luggage as soon as the cargo plane landed, and it will meet you at the Marriott,” he would have gone on but Angela interrupted.“Tommy, I have everything you’ll need. I think I like you looking at my body like I’m a woman. I like it even more when you look at me like a woman you want. I think I want you to touch me, like I’m YOUR woman,” I said.“There is a lot of ambivalence there dear. If we were in America, I’d be petrified to be in the same room with you, no matter how I felt. Here, I’m almost as scared, because the law means one thing if you are a Filipino, and another if you are a foreigner like me. Don’t go telling me the age of consent is twelve,.