“Excuse me, sir?”“Nothing,” Roger says dismissively. “Anything else?”“We received a call telling us that Ghost is going to broadcast in ...wo hours.”“Damn it, we’re out of time,” the director says, shaking his head.“Sir!” another analyst shouts. “Anonymous caller says that he’s seen suspicious activity at an abandoned fireworks factory on 53rd. he says the people look foreign and military. There was also a semi going into the building.”That’s just the tip they have been waiting for. It’s a slip. We decide to grillsome steaks and then watch a few games. While I helped prepare dinnermy wife mixed up some margaritas. Since I do not drink, she made enoughfor her and Rob. She made more than enough.After dinner Rob and I sat down and turned on ESPN, we were lookingforward to a long night of hoops. Jennifer continued to pour the drinksfor her and Rob. After awhile, Jennifer came up with a suggestion."Why don't we go out?" she asked. "We never seem to go out anymore, thekids always keep us. Talia was dating a twenty five-year-old drug dealer named Steve, who weighed about a hundred pounds more than me. Regardless, I was horny, frustrated, mortified, and confused. And drunk. So I wasn’t exactly thinking straight when Talia started making out with me in the hammock a few minutes later. She was completely faded and her breath stunk of weed. Her kisses were awkward and sloppy, barely making contact with my mouth. It was about the least romantic scenario I could have hoped for, but I. Her husband is very handsome, GQ looks, (though I get a feel that he has a small penis) and it took all my strength to behave! But I am being the good girl… for now. This morning, Cathy and I walked to the coffee shop a few blocks from the school and chatted about k**s, husbands, typical mom stuff. I flirted a little and even had the opportunity to briefly hold her hand as I pulled her away from a big crack in the sidewalk.By the time I got home, I was so horny that I had to masturbate! So, I.