He told me he would fuck me or eat me or make love to me, or all of the above all night. He told me I wouldn’t be sorry. He was extremely happy I ha... agreed to us spending the night together. That evening was Monday and when he drove me towards home, he stopped at our usual place and we got into the back seat. He actually wanted to go to my house since my husband wasn’t there but I told him no, he would have to wait until Wednesday. So we started making love in his back seat. Bud surprised me. " WHAT? Why? Warren, we're sitting here waiting for you! I only have an hour per session, and I expected you to be here! This is important! What is so damn important that you would be late? I can't believe..." Sophia!" Mary interjected.Sophia caught herself. "Warren?" she said into her cel phone. "Oh shit, he hung up." I would have, too! Why were you yelling at him?" Mary said."He's late." Did he say why he's late?"Sophia looked down at her hands. "I never gave him a chance to say." She looked. After several locks on the door flipped and clacked, I met Mrs. Hwa, a thin Asian lady. I guessed her to be in her late 40’s if not more, hard to tell with Asians. She was wearing a deep blue kimono that went to her knees. I knew to remove my shoes and did so before being asked. Michelle Hwa smiled broadly at that, and it was like a barrier fell. She took me by the arm, and began to chat. She insisted we sit and have tea, which was really quite nice. Upon taking my cup, she carefully put the. There were long days and even longer nights were I chose my job over my family.When my children were small I missed their first steps, I missed their first words. It seemed that there was always a crisis at work. It might have been a problem with a sale or a delivery that required me to put in a few extra hours. Then there were the more serious ones the problems that required me to board a plane and rush to the customer's location.Ann understood. She didn't yell and shout. She just said, "Hurry.