We’ll find a happy median, Liz. I mean that. We’ll talk and we’ll listen. We’ll negotiate and we’ll compromise. We’ll find a way to make t...ings work without you giving up a career you love.”I carried Liz toward the sand until the water level was lower and then put her down – lest anyone see me fondling her in public. The photographers had gotten pictures of us kissing (or canoodling) so I didn’t feel obligated to let them have a picture of her butt in a wet bathing suit. I followed close enough. She was a perky full B-cup and has always drawn men like bees to honey with her amazing body. But after she got her new tits, it was hard to ignore all the hot young studs sniffing around my Hotwife. At first, we just joked and teased each other about how much all the guys and girls liked her new tits. But then one thing led to another, and we agreed she should try going on a date with one of the young guys that kept hitting on her at the gym. She asked this hot young guy named Trent to lunch. ... well ..... sort ofattracted to him and I occasionally dreamed of him at night.Whew! Pills! I'm feeling better these days but Bob's doctor friend hasme taking all these different kinds of pills every day - small pills,large pills, pink pills, white pills - even four big gel caps every daythat smell awful. I asked the Doc what they were and he said that theywere multi-vitamins and fish oil. "Fish oil?" I asked, "Mostly sardineand anchovy," he answered. Oh well, I just kind of hold my nose. I mean, well, how do I put this?” I stammered a little, but Rachel put me at ease.“To be perfectly frank, my dear boy, I don’t always keep as kosher as I really should, given my upbringing and how I brought Sarah up. Sure, the kitchen was kosher as we raised her, but well, Howard hated that way of life and it was one of many things that drove us apart. I won’t lie. I feared the same thing for Sarah, but it appears that she is just naughty enough to keep her goy husband, unlike me.“Still, Howard.