I took the time to trace the history of all of my children, to the extent possible from the microfilm records. It made me sad to think that they had a...l passed away long ago. My first child, Jeremy, Jr. had been born 112 years ago. I knew that some of my grandchildren must still be alive, and many of my other descendents that had attended my last birthday party would certainly be alive and well. But I also knew that I could never contact them and inform them that I was their great, or. ’ That was it. That’s all it took. ‘You think he had a point? You think he was right when he made me fall in love with him and play with me like a lost puppy? You think he was right when he left me for her, for the so called wife to be? You know what he told me once? That I’m just the fling. That I shouldn’t get comfy. That at any second he can just leave. He doesn’t have to deal with my bullshit!? You think he had a point there too?’ The tears ran down my face, burning my cheeks. ‘I never said. As we were clearing the table she came up from behind me and said, “You don’t look like the type that would belong to his gym.” Ummm, damn, what kind of gym does he belong to? “Well we come in all shapes and sizes”(?) FUCK, got suckered punched with no witness or back-up.“You look more like a chat friend” her luscious lips explained to me. I smiled, touched the side of my nose and then begged for forgiveness. “I am here to watch you fuck your husband. I want to see sex, raw fucking in. It seemed such a normal thing for a close couple to do. Michael was claiming his woman. I was a bystander, just watching the scene. My wife with her boyfriend, just how it must have been in Manchester.Maggie moved her free hand behind her back, between her and Michael. Still listening to Lisa, she maneuvered her arm behind her and Michael started grinning. He was enjoying what Maggie was doing. Lisa stopped talking and just smiled at the couple. Everyone in the room could see what was.