- SocratesI was married by a judge. I should have asked for a jury.- Groucho MarxMy wife has a slight impediment in her speech. Every now and then she...stops to breathe.- Jimmy DuranteI have never hated a man enough to give his diamonds back.- Zsa Zsa GaborOnly Irish coffee provides in a single glass all four essential food groups: alcohol, caffeine, sugar and fat.- Alex LevineMy luck is so bad that if I bought a cemetery, people would stop dying.- Rodney DangerfieldMoney can't buy you happiness. He caught the frustration in my voice."Is that all," he said laughing."My fucking truck is on the verge of seizing as well. This is just one screwed up day." I said."Well the mower probably isn't as bad as your truck. Go home call your friend EZ to tow it to a repair shop. I wish I could say take to my place, but I don't work on cars and trucks," he said."You do what you do very well, so just stay with it. Call when you finish then come by the marina and I'll pay you," I said.I had planned to. My eyes opened in shock. That Gainsborough? He was the guy the IAS director had wanted me to meet at the reception, and who I was just as eager to avoid.He was a prominent entrepreneur who had sold out of a Silicon Valley start-up called Encrypticom™, which created secure communications systems for corporations, worked with the National Security Agency, the real secret service of the U.S. Government, and was widely written up in the tabloid press as a billionaire playboy with an endless trail. I walked up to my husband and placed my hands around his neck and kissed him. We soon stripped each other and once naked I pushed him onto the bed. I climbed on top of him and lowered myself down onto his hard cock. I slowly started riding him back and forth. I soon fell down and kissed him passionately till he rolled us over to be on top. He thrusted back and forth in missionary position, starting slow and then picking up the pace. I was soon moaning from pleasure as my husband brought me to.