Dr. Peterson asked if there were any questions. I didn't have the heart to say that her sexual appetites were getting out of hand. If I had a chance, ...'d get Dr. Peterson a lone for a second and would ask her about this little problem we are having at night.Before we left, for our personal survival, we made sure that we had the pictures of the sonogram to take back with us to the gym again.We made good time driving back to the gym. It was almost time for lunch. Moments after arriving, Cindy and. The tent was filled far beyond its intended capacity and as people milled about they were forced to squeeze past each other's sweaty, clammy bodies.In the midst of all this I had the most enormous erection. I had, of course, been sneaking to the toilets at intervals during the day to relieve my needs and I had intended to do so again before leaving, but now I was trapped. One young woman I had hardly noticed until now, but looking very sexy with her long wavy dark hair matted down with moisture. And then all of a sudden, I didn't, and we weren't.It was not the fact of but the manner of the breakup that was so insulting. He had been a manipulative rat-bastard weasel from the start. It was the pre-emptive show: He preemptively accused me of cheating knowing I was about to discover he was cheating himself.At some point during an alcohol and rage filled weekend, a series of very explicit nude photographs were taken and sent to the site. I was drunk when I took them sure, but I was stone. Is that clear?”“Yes, it is.”“Good. Thank you again for arranging for the rooms.” She disconnected the call and handed the phone back to Sean.“It appears that this Tom Folsom fellow has initiated a mutiny of sorts within your company, Sean,” said Amanda. “What do you know about him?”“We’ll discuss it later,” said Sean, dismissing the subject with obvious irritation in his voice. “You forgot to call Brian Hibbert.” He handed the phone back to her. “Please make it quick.”Amanda wasn’t offended by.