As I was scanning the room, I noticed a doorway with a neon sign that said "ARCADE". Being a bit naive I asked the guy at the desk what was back there... He replied with a smirk on his face, "That is an adult arcade you feed cash into the machine and you can watch porn and jerk off back there." "Well shit," I thought to myself, "I won't have to hide my porn from my mom while I'm at bootcamp if I just watch it here." I thanked the man and walked in to the pitch black room, green and red when in. He was so mortified he immediately agreed when I asked him to marry me.Yes!!I loved being married to David; the envious stares from other women when we were out in public were gratifying. As my career progressed -- I was the youngest VP in my firm, ever -- he was also a big asset at my business functions, drawing stares from the other women executives. David, on the other hand, was a writer who had had not yet had much success so he stayed at home and took care of the house. Outwardly, we were. "What the ... fuck ... just happened?"I was now more anxious than ever to go pay my best friend a little visit. I had something special to tell her, and share with her. And as it would turn out, it would prove to be another interesting afternoon, when I would finally find out and discover what the word Masturbation meant, what sperm was, and that of course filled in a few of the blanks I'd actually been wondering about.As I would soon find out, computers and the Internet, opened up a brand new. ." Jack thought, "This evening won't turn out to be a shitty one after all." They passed through the open door to the gallery as if they were walking on air. The ride over had been swift and trouble-free. They approached the bar and Paige ordered a glass of wine. Something in a Cabernet Sauvingon - you never could be sure about vintage at this kind of thing. As Jack began to order, Paige spoke up. "He'll have a whiskey - a double," she said. Turning to her ruggedly handsome husband, she.