The members of the delegation, their seconds, and the two drivers started filing into the large dining room. There had been a brief, heated discussion...in the ranch yard before they entered. The discussion was fortunate for the Flynn Clan because it gave them time to get situated."Please, sit where ever you want," Seth called as he took his place at the head of the table."Coffee is on the table and water for tea is on the side board," Martha called as she settled in her chair. She felt a little. Having finished her last chore for the day she collectedher coat and purse and left, saying goodbye to Miss Henry when she was halfwayout of the door and it was too late to be asked to do another task. She passed the motels that fought for attention with their giant lollipopstyle signs on the main drag out of town but they simply merged into the anonymityof visual noise between the car lots and fast food restaurants. The motel shewas aiming for was simply called Brown's that was about thirty. Brooke loved her husband, but work and the strain of financial uncertainty had caused both of them to seek solace in places they shouldn't have. Brooke knew that Ken had cheated on her at least once that he had admitted to. And for all she knew, he still could be. She had been unfaithful herself more often than she cared to admit.You see, Brooke had always been a wild and wanton girl, and her sexual appetite had only gotten more demanding. While Ken came home most nights too tired to even think. "We just had sex, that's all. It wasn't like we were making love or whatever." What's the difference?" she asked and that kinda stumped me. I mean, I knew what the difference was, I could feel it in my heart, but how to explain it?"Look," I said. "I don't even like him that much. I don't want to be his girlfriend. Okay?" Really?" Yeah really," I tried a soft giggle. "You can have him all to yourself, Jen." But he loves you though," she sighed. "All he talks about is Tiffany this and Tiffany.