The AI switched back to the TV feed after the break. The familiar pre-game rituals were starting: the teams were warming up, the band was playing and ...he Junior ROTC was getting ready to raise the colors. The only surprise was that the opening invocation was given by a Shinto priest, not a Christian minister. Given the large Japanese-descended population on Oahu that was not completely unexpected.Unfortunately, the Confederacy couldn’t wait for the game to finish, that would take too long. All. Had to. They were our friends ten minutes ago. I know I did nothing to change that—and they were still trying to protect me, take me out of the violence, when the shooting started; they were still my friends. So who did what to start all that? I'll tell you—him! He's the one who yelled about 'suits, ' he's the one who fired the first shot, he's the one responsible—" Shut up, John," snapped Meiersdottir uncharacteristically. "Fucking shut up. Whatever you thought, every other one of us was. Then she said that at dinner last night you saw him with that girl." Do you think I'm over reacting?" Oh honey, I don't know. I've never met him; I haven't seen how you two interact." She avoided giving me a direct answer. "But I don't like that he thinks he can date both of you." I'm sorry I didn't tell you about him sooner. I wasn't sure things would go anywhere and I guess I was right," I stated while picking at my donut.She reached over the table and touched my hand. "Stop worrying about. Years three and four were spent having virtually no sex, and with me doing ninety five percent of the housework while my wife spent most nights either on the phone to her friends or meeting up with them. The next major change happened in year five of our marriage when one day when I came home from work, my wife showed me the vibrator she had bought herself. Now for a man with a less than average cock size the last thing I needed was to be shown an eight inch vibrator. But it did confirm to me.