I tried to convince him that my using the dildo was my way of remaining faithful to him while I satisfied those needs. Looking back on it, I think we ...oth knew that I was, in essence, telling Mat that he could no longer meet my needs, but I did sincerely love him and never truly wanted to hurt him.Mat began to speak again, bringing me back to the moment."Ally, I accidentally found your folder on the computer."The smile left my face, and I felt the color drain. I knew exactly what folder he was. "Yes, I do."With a sigh, Mom pulled out one of the kitchen chairs and sat down, facing me."We laid of sixty-eight people, today. Sixty-eight. And I had to tell every one of them. It was so ... so easy, on paper. But when they came into my office ... They were real people, with real families and real problems and I had to just sit there, across the desk from each one, and tell them about their newest problem. And, except for the first two or three, they all knew." Mom closed her eyes and. Todemonstrate that she held no grudge, Sheila had asked Linda to beher maid of honor. Friday night was to be the night of the traditional bachelorparty for Gregg. Sheila made him promise to behave and not have sexwith any stripper or anyone before the wedding. Sheila had beentaught by her father, who was a preacher, that sex was sacred andwas supposed to be pure on the wedding night. When Linda told herthat she had made arrangements for a Bachelorette Party for Fridayevening, she had. He was bald but with a more slimmer body, an equally large cock of 7 inches but more menacing looking with bulging blue veins, curved like a banana with a huge mushroom head, much more sexier than my 6 stubby inches. There were 3 meets that I still remember clearly, 1 at a posh motel where me and Monica spent our wedding night, another in our marital bed and another time I was away working and Nigel had Monica in our home without me. Memories of the one without me present was the photos Nigel.