He had captioned the picture. "Jim on his return from Las Vegas." The next day he sent her another short note, attaching a picture of him lying on the...ground with a tipped over bucket and white paint spilled all over him, a fallen ladder laying on top of him. This one was captioned "Jim working on his house." The next day he sent her a note telling her that it was lonely living all alone. This time he attached a picture of himself lying under a freshly felled tree, seemingly pinned underneath.. " More notes. I was a little nervous, but hiding it well I thought."When you start something, do you finish? Say, for instance, a model or a puzzle?" she queried, looking at me intently."Absolutely ma'am. It really bothers me when I don't finish something, anything really." A light lit behind her eyes, and the next question felt almost a formality."At Wollstonecroft we wear uniforms that are a bit traditional. You will be required to wear them. Does that bother you?" Not really ma'am," I. They left and went to our hotel room. I stayed in the cove and ordered another beer. There was a football game on. About 3 hours later Karen called and said Jamal was finished fucking her. I paid my tab and went back to the room. I met Jamal in the hallway in the hotel. I asked him how was it. He told me I had one hot sexy wife, one of the best fucks he ever had in his life. He told me he won’t be able to meet us tonight but it looks like things should go good for us. I go into the room . Karen. Im a very faithful wife my friends all tell me i could do way better than him but im just to modest i was happy with my quiet life. We were largely middle class my job paid well as did his but after the baby our sex life sorta died and thats where the trouble starts. One day i was out shopping and 1 of my husbands friends walks up we start talking like we always do he was very friendsly good looking guy then he starts talking about sex. I thought ok this is getting to far then he stops me.