Her head spun as he started slowly counting. It was the middle of the night, she thought she had been so quiet. She knew she should not have used the ...ey but she had just had the one drink and she did not feel nearly drunk enough to expose her backside to the icy cold outdoors. It was what the key was for after all, emergencies. Sure, it was supposedly more of the 'I locked myself out, please come down here with the key' sort of emergencies, but still ... She had to go, and the walk home was. He couldn't feel or smell anything else either. Was this... death? Probably. That explosion wasn't small by any means. Well, what was this place, then? Purgatory? Hell? Suddenly, one of his senses finally activated."....H..."What was that he heard?"He...o?"It seemed to be a voice calling out for him."Hello? John?" He flinched as he heard a melodiously beautiful female voice. He tried to speak, but could only think."Who said that?" But to his surprise, the voice seemed to respond!"I am.... Harrison entered and headed towards a table not too far away from hers and sat down.Nikki smiled to herself. She'd gotten lucky; it was line of site to the other table with nothing between them. She set down her purse and made sure the tiny mic she'd used the other night was in place, then turned on the recorder. This time, rather than a headset, she used ear buds to listen to the recording being made.The waitress came up and Nikki put in an order, complete with appetizer and something that. And so, for the last year and a half, he had been trying to persuade her to have sex with someone else.Surely she deserves to know what a real cock feels like?No! They have to do this! See if she will still stay with him after she has slept with a better man.Finding himself trembling, he gently told his wife that he did.Burt had a restless night and the next afternoon found him on the upstairs computer."Honey! Are you home?" Called out his wife from downstairs."I'm up in the study!" He shouted.