Maybe ah’m only eighteen but ah know what love is, daddy.’ She pushed on the same tousle of hair she had curled behind her ear only a few moments ...arlier, out of habit. ‘But… you’re also right. If ah marry Dylan we’ll get lots of Montgomery money and m’ah children will get to grow up in a big mansion. The only thing is… Dylan ain’t simply young and dumb. He’s a mean, viscous scoundrel who’s had a silver spoon stuck up his rear side for so long he thinks the whole damned world should be kissin’. Am *I* that sour-looking sometimes, Rainey wondered. She supposed that if her life didn’t turn out the way she expected it to—if she spent four years in college but somehow ended up in a job or with a husband that didn’t fulfill her—she could imagine feeling the way that woman looked, and that was a scary thought. Nothing in life was guaranteed, she knew she took too many things for granted, but still, sometimes it was hard to see the good things when there were so many negative aspects. We struck a deal whereby Suzy would be upfront who she was fucking and if I had any problem with any individuals, many of which were my friends, we could discuss it.This became the foundation of our marrage and I will post some of the experiences we had as a result.As an example when we were in our early 30s we went to the Bahamas where my company was having its annual bash. There were two alpha male colleages who asked me personal questions about Suzy and got off on it, such as did she do anal. “What are you going to do with me now that you have me up here?”She’d inquired upon her arrival back at Eppley Airfield on her return from Cleveland---Christmas last when I’d held her aloft.“That’s all the things that Tommy bought me and your gifts as well, Cully. Plus he gave me some pots and pans from his kitchen. We’re going to share. C’mon, help me load this trunk into that trunk.”She pointed.“You think it’ll fit, boy?”It was close, but, we got ‘er in.She put her bucket in her bucket.“Okay.