Nothing else matters. Not dinner, not cleaning. Nothing. Everything else will just have to wait a couple of hours. I walk in the front door and kick o...f my shoes and head for the bedroom. I shed my work clothes and fumble around in the dresser until I find an old t-shirt that I barely get on before falling into bed. I am asleep before my head hits the pillow. I am aware of nothing for the next three hours. As I begin to surface from the fog of a deep sleep, I’m immediately aware that something. When I get back to the sitting room I call my secretary and have her cancel the rest of my appointments for the afternoon and then to book me a 4 o’clock tee time at the club. I am going through my emails on my phone while I wait when I realize that I can hear the session down stairs. The first noise that caught my attention was the snap of a single tail whip as it cracked. There were several more cracks which made me jump with each one. I know I would have been screaming like a baby if. "You have a beautiful house." He said as he walked from the foyer into a large living room. Everything about the house said money."Thank you, but I had nothing to do with it." She replied as she walked over to a desk on the far side of the room. "My husband had it decorated by professionals, and it's cleaned by a maid. It's just another trophy to his success."Immediately, Michael knew he had hit on a sore point right out of the box. Not a good thing to do with someone who held your fate in her. I guess he's getting plenty as it is, though." Umm..." Toni temporized. "Are you telling me that Sheldon was the guy you liked but got rid of because he was screwing someone else?" Yeah." Sylvia munched on her sandwich for a moment. "Since we talked that day, I've thought about what you and Ned said." Uh huh?" Through a mouthful, Toni tried to make that sound encouraging."When it happened, he said we hadn't discussed any rules, he hadn't known how I felt, and he was right." What happened,.