I was stunned that I had just given my personal phone number to a man. Even more mystifying was that I had agreed to a dinner date with a man.My focus...on the road was poor as my mind flashed back to what had just occurred. I had just been kissed by a man. Even worse, I had responded quite passionately to this man. What in the world was going on? I was suddenly nervous and anxious. Puzzled and perplexed, I fixated on wondering what had I just done. What seemed to be wrong with me?When I got home. She's sitting inside with some slick bastard, holding hands and laughing. She doesn't give a fuck about either of us!"Brook couldn't have surprised me any more if she had told me that she had just signed with the Yankees! My wife, Brook's mother, involved with another man? I felt dizzy. Brook wrapped her arms around me and really began to bawl her eyes out. Tears began streaking down my cheeks, as well. How could one of the best days of our lives go down the tubes so fast?I broke loose from. For a second Chris thought he had seen someone moving inside but he dismissed the thought, he knew tonight was the night he went out to football and she had her pilates class.So Dave gave Chris a leg up to the window and he wriggled through, crept downstairs to the kitchen and let Dave in. Once in the house they soon discovered that this couple were not as rich as they would have the outside world believe, the safe was empty, no expensive paintings to be found. They were angry, this job was. ’ The bartender and the busty blonde stripper led Monique towards the back office. As they entered the office, the owner shot them all a dirty look. ‘I said I was not to be bothered.’ The bartender apologized, ‘Sorry boss, this bitch here was asking for you.’ The blonde stripper then jumped in, ‘Yea, she’s stealing my fucking customers.’ The owner stood up and looked Monique up and down. She could tell he thought she was hot and wanted to fuck her. ‘What’s your name, pretty gal?’ he asked,.