When I woke up that morning, I could hear my wife in the shower, making herself come over and over again. PANTY EVIDENCEThe following morning she had ...nnounced that she was going out with one of her girlfriends from work to a disco. When I asked her why she had not told me before she claimed she had forgot. My wife took great care in her preparations. She got dressed and reappeared, an image of wanton sensuality, in a very short tight black lycra dress with red thongs beneath. Her make-up was. The moonlight bounced off her features making her look like a model in a fashion show. The sweat on her forehead amplified this effect. I can’t tell, but I think she is Middle Eastern. “Oh fuck” she exclaimed as she looked at her phone. “Oh. Hey Storme I didn’t see you there. My parents bailed on me, could you give me a ride home.” She asked“Yeah sure, is that all you wanted?” I asked.“Yep, thanks so much by the way. You don’t know how much this means to me. I live on Jackson Road.” She said. His seething emotions were swilling around and his mind was blank. His mind, if it was functioning at all, was occupied with one question that obliterated all others: why was all this happening? Why were they both getting so angry? Why was she looking guilty when he revealed he knew all about them? At first she had even tried to deny it!He could not focus on his work after what had just happened. He sighed, and put the papers away. There would be nothing done that night.There was a tentative. “No!” he said. “OK, I’ll play your stupid game.”“That’s great, Vernon,” said May. “Once the big gamegets started, I’ll tell Selma to go out and tell Billywe won’t need him.”“Liar!” yelled Vernon. May smiled at him. He was sureshe was lying but realized that he might never know.“OK, everybody,” she said. “Get your cameras ready andtake your positions. Turn on all those lights webrought. There,.