As much as I wanted to believe that Bitsy would still show up, and that everything would be fine, she should have been here two days ago. I sat for si... hours in front of the library where we were supposed to meet that day. That was where I had seen the flyer for the party. If Bitsy had intended to get back together with me, she would at least call. My cell phone number was still the same, and I still remembered what hers had been.It was a busy day because I also traded in my two-month old car. I am the same way, totally faithful, and we would never do this. Rob was totally understanding and apologized and for me all was forgiven. I was however curious about what swingers did and how his wife and he stayed together while being with others. He was very forthcoming in describing their lifestyle and what they did. The more he described the more I was intrigued by how different they were from me and Megan. I still knew that it was not for us and decided not to say anything to Megan about. He said he would see me in the morning and I left. After I went upstairs, I waited to see if he was coming too. I stood at the top of the stairway and listened to the television. I knew if it went off, he would be coming up.It seemed like a long time, but it was really it was only a few minutes, when I decided to peek downstairs. Creeping down the steps in my bare feet, I looked into the family room. I covered my mouth when I saw my brother sitting on the couch with his hand wrapped around his. I threw my bag in the back and climbed in. I drive a full sized pick up with a bench seat.I noticed that she did not hug the door but sat in the center of her side of the seat. She had also taken off her jacket and folded up and placed on the transmission hump.As we pulled out of the construction site she asked "how long is this going to take"I told her "at this time of the day it will take about two and half hours to make the trip"Once we were on the freeway and up to speed, she said "You look.