I was here because I had to be, but on the other hand, I wanted to make sure the bitch wasn't pulling a trick. I wanted to see her in that box, see th...m at least close it, if not nail it shut. And I really wanted to see them lower her withered ass into the ground so I could put an end to that aspect of my life.I also needed to be here for my kids. I really don't believe that either my son or my daughters really cared that much anymore. It's strange but we're among the most dry eyed of all of. "Mark is that you? Come in if it is. If it ain't, leave me the hell alone, I'm fucking busy." The voice shouted from the inside of the room. Mark smirked and opened the door and shut it quickly behind him. Mark looked at the man he was sitting on a over stuffed couch. The whole room was furnished over the top, silk curtains, many pillows were thrown throughout the room, lush carpets and candles were lit. The man sitting on the couch was nakid and had a beautiful woman between his thick. As suspected, he seemed topause longer when seeing pictures of women's curly hairstyles, glamorous eyemakeup, and romantic dresses. Amazingly, he even read an article about how toplease a man in bed. "That's interesting!" Laura unintentionally blurted outloudly, after seeing the title of the article. "Did you say something Laura?"Marc asked. "Uh, yes. Uh, well, we're done with the first part. Yes, you needto just sit here while the perm solution sets? I'll be back in a little bit."Marc felt a. Neither one of them could wait to go to sleep at night and they both normally fell asleep by 1 a.m. and woke up around 7:30 or 8 a.m. the next morning. In the six months they dreamed of one another, they had gotten to know each other real well. They made love to one another in their dreams. They were so in love with one another. But they also were beginning to long for each other in real life and began writing down their dreams. They even began posting stories about their dreams online. They.