With electronic billing, I've not felt the need to look through. I casually excused myself to go pay bills, and looked at the wireless bill and there ...ere dozens of calls to the woman's husbands number. All very short. Dozens of text messages to boot. If beginning to feel sick now. I then looked at our Uverse account, and saw a second email account. Foolishly, she didnt realize the email account could be accessed using the website where you pay the bill. It confirmed to me she was the other. After eating for a few moments George said, "I met with my wife this week, she kept calling to ask that we talk. We met at a park she likes and we walked and talked. It was early afternoon during the week so there were not a lot of people there, mostly joggers and such. We could talk without anyone being within hearing range. She explained what happened and how she fell in love with your wife, but that love was small compared to what she felt for me. She felt bad because she did what many of us. “What? Where did that come from?” I stammered. “They’ll be back in a couple minutes. We don’t have time to waste pretending we don’t know what’s going on here. Do you want to fuck Kami? It’s a simple question.” She looked at me expectantly like she was waiting for me to tell her whether I liked the red shoes or the blue shoes better. “Do you want to fuck Ron?” I countered, deflecting the question until I could think it through. “I think it would be nice to let Ron and Kami try swapping if it’s. Please forgive me. Please, pity your stupid pathetic whore. I don't know any better. I'm a fucking retard for your dick.'Truth be told, I'm rather enjoying the way she's been pouncing on my cock at every opportunity and I have no desire to see the behavior end.'God,' I exclaim, 'I should stop underestimating just how deeply sick in the head you are. If I put a gun to your temple and promised to pull the trigger as soon as you touched my penis with any part of your body, how long do you think.