She had her back to me but there was no doubt it was her. They were both talking over a plate of appetizers and a bottle of wine was already sitting n...xt to the table.I could feel my blood coming to a boil. I fixed my eyes on the bastard who was trying to bed my wife and started my approach with an aggressive stride. I was still a few feet away when Mr. Slick must have sensed something. He stopped in mid-sentence and looked up. Our eyes met and he suddenly looked nervous. I was just a couple. " Jo is looking at me with a quizzical expression.Blast! What have I said? It's best practice in psychological research to be discreet with your subjects about the questions you are really interested in. It's supposed to help them give honest answers. The Inward Bound people are my "sample" and I have let the cat out of the bag. Blast! Blast! I try to recover the situation:"No, No. This is very different. Nothing like everyday life. You couldn't compare this with people's normal stresses. Even. At that moment, my mind was almost a perfect blank, I knew only one thing, I had to have that inside of me, now. I was third-knuckle deep and starting to moan when the door swung open, and standing there shirtless, wearing only loose sweatpants, I could see something else trying its damnedest to swing as well. When he saw me standing on his porch, one hand down my pants and the other up my shirt, moaning like a bitch in heat, who knows what went through his head, I’m sure I could have asked. WAYNE: Listen I was wondering if you would like to get together nextSaturday? I was thinking we could go out, like a real date?ME: Actually I would love to but next Saturday is my parent's weddinganniversary.WAYNE: Wedding anniversary hey, that's fine I would love to be your datefor that :)ME: Ya that would be great :) I would show up all dolled up from theheels to full makeup and dress, with my handsome older man as my date, Iam sure that would go over great :) but thanks anyways.WAYNE: What.