Journal Entry: March 6, 2015I've reached a conflict within myself. I need to confront my wife. I am so confused and I need to better understand what s...e is thinking. My only choice is to have a straight forward conversation.Journal Entry: March 9, 2015I got home from work and I said to my wife, "We need to talk."She replied, "Sure honey what's up?" I led her into the bedroom and motioned for her to sit next to me on the bed.I felt anxious as I started the conversation, "I'm glad you are. ?I thought you had aboy?? he said to Robin as he indicated the pink, very girly bag.?Oh,? Robin replied, trying to find something to say about Chad?s girlydiaper bag. ?I?m just borrowing that one.?Tom nodded. Perfectly logical. He had been, he had seen, and therewere no problems? as long as you didn?t count the way that Chad wasdressed. He nodded and walked out, still trying to get the way Chad wasdressed out of his head ? which was totally impossible. That crazyshort skirt that he had to. I was still apprehensive of meeting him at his own home, but Holly needed that job, and it was just possible that he could help me with the old man.I was ringing the bell at promptly 7pm. Mister Beal opened the door, and I was surprised to see him wearing a pair of shorts, and nothing else. He was displaying his muscular chest, and when I glanced down, there was a huge mound between his legs. I looked back into his eyes, but not before he had seen my eyes on his crotch.There was a grin on his. "We went back and forth a little, more killing some time instead of a serious disagreement, but this time my friend, Kate, wouldn't let it go. We saw the woman walk out of a store start towards the food court. Kate decided she was going to ask her.Okay, like I said, we never do this to embarrass anyone, we certainly would never tell someone about the game. This was a private thing between Kate and me. I tried to grab Kate's arm as she got up, but missed. I couldn't believe she was going to do.