Being married means that you say those things. I know that you really meant them when you said them, but I just expected them from you, then here came...someone new and exciting, saying the very same things, and they somehow meant something different coming from him."It was never meant to last; and it didn't, in fact. I ended it with him the day before you confronted me. I told him it was over, and I was getting him transferred to another junior partner. I would write a glowing recommendation,. Odds were I'd blow it, maybe only wounding one of them. It just wouldn't work.The routine for Saturday was identical to that of Friday, with Carlos and Pia leaving in the early evening and returning home in the wee hours of the next morning, this time with just a single new captive.Sunday, the usual guard and provisioning schedule occurred, but no one ever left the house. Bored, I risked a crawl out of my spider hole to better eavesdrop on two guards that had stopped nearby for a smoke. In my. Anyway there she was with her back to me and she looked gorgeous, long black hair d****d over a red coat, heels that must have been 4 or 5 inches and shiny black, nylons so sheer and a perfect seam running up to a skirt just above her knees. What a wonderful sight she was and definitely out of my league, I was thinking wow she could be anything from a high class hooker to a Lady of the Manor.Although the car was filled to the brim I fiddled around in the hope I would see her face, but to no. And it is very quite late at night. Our room is at one end of the hall and the ice machine is way at the other. As I walk a man comes out of one of the rooms. A robe on also. He is younger and powerfully built. We make eye contact and smile at each other. ‘Nice evening’ he says. ‘It will be for me after I make myself a stiff drink.’ I replied looking him in the eye with a sly smile. The ice machine was in a small room with a door. We walked in and closed the door. I placed my bucket in the.