.” again she silenced me with her finger.“There's no going back on this, from now on unless your leaving me you better get used to it.” Again he... voice was menacing.I quickly decided to back down remembering my split lip from before. At least we talking, maybe I could pick my moment and try again.After breakfast Sue said we would just have a relaxing day. I smiled at that thought and asked her to unzip my dress.I quickly got myself out of those clothes showered shaved and headed to my room.Sue. I submitted the transcript to my High School back home, and they accepted it, so I graduated from my hometown's high school.The executive classes were more structured, and I didn't finish them until May. They turned out to be designed for someone with a lot of business experience, probably a business degree. I had to spend a lot of time looking up terms I was not familiar with. Once translated, most of what was taught was pretty simple and obvious.During this 9 month period, my dad got elected. I was thinking how to hide the CD given by my wife’s fucker. It was difficult to watch that in my own house so I took CD to my office but it was not possible there also just I wanted to keep it in possession. Next day my wife told me that she will be going for shopping in the evening I told her ok but planned that I can come back early from office and watch the CD. As per my program I left office one hour before closing time and reached house. My wife was not there immediately I put that CD in. And my cover may be blown. How could it get so bad?What am I doing up at this hour, sitting in a dead woman’s home, crying my eyes out, and throwing up every ten minutes? God, I wish I knew. I can’t think straight; I can’t even see straight. And I think someone is in the house. I’ve locked myself in the kitchen office and am throwing up in a wastebasket. Here’s what I remember. I need to write this down. My head is so fuzzy.DruggedI went to that bar at about nine o’clock Saturday night. Susan.