“I caught him breaking into a house over in Pine Glens. I’ve got him on breaking and entering, assault on a police officer, and resisting arrest,�...� reported Dubois, sneering at me.The first man looked back at me. For some reason he looked awfully familiar. He came closer to me. “What’s your name, son?”“Reaper, Graham W., Sergeant, United States Army. You want my social security number, too?” I asked.“Reaper? Why does that ring a bell?” he asked.“I don’t know. Who are you?”“My name’s Crowley.. .“I’m not sure whether you actually deserve to see this, perv” said Sally as she began to undo the top button of her pants and play with the zipper. “In fact, I don’t think you do. I want you to feel humiliated at what you’ve done today and I want you to pay for looking at other girls online when you have my sister to make love to every single night.”“I’m sorry...” I replied, not really understanding what was going on. “But why are you unbuttoning your pants?” I asked, intrigued and slighly. And, like any two that have been together for a long time, we have our squabbles, jealousies, and misunderstandings. But, we also have the solidarity of one another, a certainty that we can always find a safe haven together by the day's end. You startle me now when stirring a bit, head slightly turning, body still against mine beneath the comforter we brought downstairs with us to combat the cold. I ask if you're okay and you say yes, but you don't want me to go. I remind you it's the middle. For about six months I managed to get the men to swim and shower naked with the girls but that was all. For some reason, still unknown to me, the idea never took off. Things quietly reverted back to the status quo and that’s the way it has stayed. We get a few men here that are Lifestyle Nudists - just like Jack and Susan will be tomorrow - but they are few and far between.”The phrase ‘just like Jack and Susan will be tomorrow’ hit home hard to both Jack and Susan. They quietly turned and.