He looked over the schedule his secretary had handed him that morning. He had to preside at the opening of a shopping mall, and then drive twenty mile... to make a speech before a ladies' book club, and then another speech to a group of religious leaders.He picked up his phone and said wearily, "Matilda? Listen, I'm going to cancel the shopping mall opening and the ladies' book club speech. I need some rest. I'm going home. Call me at four thirty and send me a car to take me to the Episcopal. "Then I calmed down some and said,"Look Norm, I really don't care if you fuck Lydia. She can fuck anybody she wants to. That's what whores do anyway. All I'm asking is that if you do decide to fuck her again, then do it quietly, out of sight and not in my home. And for God's sakes pay her! She's a whore, and a good whore deserves to be paid. And as long as I'm still married to her, she's my whore and I won't stand for her giving it away for free. I've seen you pay $100 for a good whore before. Let’s call her Zee.Our interview wasn’t at the same time and hence we were in two different processes. But thanks to the cab services, I got to meet Zee. My God! Let me tell you guys, despite being in those ethnic wear, she was a beautiful sex bomb.To describe her: she was around 5 ft 3 inches tall, the perfect height to mine (5 ft 6 in). The sizes of her bosom were perfect D, the curves perfect maintained. Well, she was an Arab-return. So I hope that gives you guys a clearer picture. She was. I’d say that you do know, and it’s pretty obvious, based on the conversation we just had. Look, I’m not going to dance around this conversation, or play games, or tease, or any other thing. We agreed months ago on how to handle this and if it’s going to change, YOU have to change it. And then we’ll talk.”“What the fuck?” Katy asked angrily. “You tell me you think you know what’s bothering me and what I want, but then you tell me that even if I say that you’re right, all that means is we’ll talk.