What I noticed was that Michelle didn't come home until around 6PM and went straight into the shower. I was really really disappointed. I knew she was...with him I was sure of it but my disappointment came from the fact I wasn't watching it like the last time. By the time I came home she was preparing dinner and had the laundry machine running. When I asked her about how her day was, she complained for a while about some project not going well at work and briefly mentioned she was out in the mall. ” “Me too Jeanne.” “Michael?” “Yes Jeanne” “You told me you met Ginger and Scotty in that bar in Cape Coral.” “Yes.” “Scotty approached Maureen.” “That's right.” “So he gets to play around too.” “He does, but he doesn't do it as often as Ginger does it.” “That doesn't exactly seem fair.” “I don't think it has to be fair. For both Scotty and me the real thrill comes from having a wife who's a slut for other men.” “I love being a slut for other men, but sometimes I want to be your slut too. Can. She then passed onto the other girls in the tent, seeming to repeat the same questions and inspections also dishing out punishment for those that didn’t reply. In the late afternoon, a solider came and led her to the largest tent at the centre of the camp. This tent was subdivided into smaller rooms, and she was left in one with a single cot that had a guard posted outside. Her hands were unbound but her legs were tied so she could only shuffle and she was given water and bowl of a meat stew.. I stood watching the massive ocean rollers come crashing in to send great fountains of spray up the cliff. Again, I meditated on the beauty and harshness of nature, the one so often intermingled with the other. When I returned to the hotel, it was time for the evening meal. After changing, I went to the dining room. Oddly, after my uneasiness about meeting them on the beach, I found myself hoping I might see the lady of the balcony and her daughter. Most of the residents looked to be in their.