Who ever the other party was, they were very good. So I asked questions, and then I did some back-time work.I soon saw the pattern of people working m.... Man! These people were very good! My people were good enough, though, to disrupt what became apparent to me was a well-orchestrated operation. Once I learned what to look for, I quickly found them. "Them", being the opposition.I took down license plate numbers, descriptions, and between-time video. I turned it all over to Rachael. She was. So, any errors that you still see in the story were introduced by me.My wife was carrying on with her boss and everyone knew about it except, of course, me, the husband, who was the last to know. My first reaction was, understandably, anger. I wanted to hurt her badly and to execute a revenge that would become a benchmark in days to come.But then came sadness when I thought of self-destruction that would accompany my revenge. After I worked through these two primitive emotions I came to point. Silvio recommended it. We’ve been there a couple of times Lena, it’s the one with the lovely ‘room’ type sections, remember?’ ‘Oh yes,’ I said, ‘it’s really nice Jo. Nice and private, and the food is lovely. It’s a good choice.’ I had good memories of that place, quiet, secluded and very private lunches with Mike, just talking and looking at each other. I suppose we must have been in love then but didn’t realise it. Still, no sense looking back is there, you can’t change the past. ‘I’m going to. ”“Where do you see this going. I am 17 and not a suitable girlfriend.”“I want you to be my mistress. I know its an outdated term but let me put my proposal to you anyway.”She took a long sip of wine and then nodded for me to continue.“I will continue to spoil you. Spend money and time on you. Jewelry, clothes, money, whatever you wish. In return you share your body with me. I am desperate to Fuck you.”She didn’t say anything for a while. We finished our dinner in near silence. I had struck out..