The man drove off. He drove down the highway, letting Lisa chatter about how shewas looking for a guy with money to get away from the boring town, and...how whenshe found a guy like that, there wasn't anything she wouldn't do for him."Anything?" The guy asked."Anything," Lisa assured him. "Why? What have you got in mind?"The guy cleared his throat. "Ever posed for any photos?" You mean nude?" Lisa asked back. "Well, yes, now that you mention it." Yeah," Lisa said and licked her lower lip. "I did. I have thought about a partner who can help satisfy her and Nethra looked into my eyes with curiosity and asked me who that was and I boldly told it was either Rajesh or Sunil. I love my wife and her assets but somewhere deep inside me I realised that there is a cuckold thought that was getting stronger each day. I wanted to see my wife sleep with another man, enjoy sex, experience the pain and pleasure and completely give herself to him. This was, it not only excited me but I felt she would be. I... I never heard anybody say that. Everybody always looks at me like I'm deformed." Well, I don't think you're deformed. You have a most fantastic shape."She ducked her head, then looked back up, smiling at last. "Now you've made me feel all funny. I've got to go." She pulled her basket into the aisle and swiftly pushed it toward the checkout counters. I followed quickly and got into another lane. By the time I had checked out, I had lost track of her. I walked slowly and sadly toward the. However, that only reveals the city where it was mailed. Not the identity of the person that mailed the hated thing. Finally, the rep tells to call the police. Dreading what's coming she hangs the phone on its perch and resolutely dials the number.An hour later a female detective arrives and the frustration mounts as she is asked, "Did you touch the envelopes. Well it doesn't matter, getting prints off of paper is iffy at best. The paper is common and will be impossible to trace."Then after the.