I guess I was the one who ended up being surprised after all. Before you ask, no, I did not find her cheating on me, although it would have probably b...en easier to handle if I had. That statement alone should give you some idea of just how bad things really are. Before I get into all of that, let me give you a bit of background information.I met my wife at work, of all places. I was an electronics engineer helping to create a system of communication equipment which could be used as an instant. I stayed out of the way while he arranged it, but I never went anywhere after that without at least four bodyguards. It was a little bit annoying at times, but not nearly as annoying as being dead would be!OK, the next thing we had to worry about was a bunch of thugs moving in to beat up on the strikers. Jimmy and I talked about that and decided to preempt that phase of the cycle. We had no intention of sitting around on our asses waiting for somebody to get badly hurt—that just wasn't our. Funny camp story growing up about a wet dream though. I was in a 6 week summer camp when I was 15. Bunked in a tent with those wood floors, flaps for doors, and cots and such. I slept naked and sometimes woke up with an erection. I woke up once without covers to discover my bunkmate and a camp counselor standing over me staring and laughing. I had a grand erection for all to see. My bunkmate had apparently fetched the camp counselor after he saw it. The councilors were not more than 4 or 5. I knew it would eventually. I wasn’t necessarily pleased, either. The next men to take me, to use me, are apt to be just as violent as these two. The only thing I really have to look forward to is Delon’s father coming home and I don’t even know what time that joyous event will take place.The next hour and a half progressed pretty much like the gangbang I was subjected to last Tuesday. I was forced to have sex with all of them in one form or another and in every perverted combination their.