"You're in my Economics of Foreign Trade lecture," he said. "I'm Scott." Amanda," she replied. "You sit in back and never ask any questions." That's b...cause the group you sit with asks them all." He handed her two bottles."What about the amaretto sour?"The bartender was busy hashing something out with the beer vendor."You know how to make one?" he asked.Amanda pointed, "Shaker, add ice."He did as instructed."Lemon juice."He hunted through the plastic bottles in the chiller rack. "How much?" he. Her hand drifted lower on my abdomen, toying idly with the heavier hair that led, eventually, to my pubic patch. She planted a little kiss on my neck, and nodded again."What I didn't tell you is..." My truth. I hoped she wouldn't hate me. " ... is that I'm still married. I never divorced her. In fact we technically still share a house. And a bed. I'm a bigamist, too."She strained to put me at arm's length, to look me in the eye, but I held her closely to me."Please. Let me get it all out," I. It took like two hours. It would have taken less, except we got distracted when he told me to sit on some newspapers and spread my legs so he could spray in there. He ended up sticking a couple fingers in my cunt and jiggling me off.“See?” he said. “You’ve created a monster.”“So have you,” I said.The first test was getting past Grandma, who was sitting in the living room, watching “Jeopardy!” I tried to cover up till we got outside, but of course, the first thing she said was, “Well, pull the. "Jenni, you look beautiful. And a beautiful girl deserves somebeautiful jewelry." With that, she presented me with a ruby and diamondnecklace, ruby teardrop earrings and a diamond tennis bracelet. Theywere stunning."You can borrow these for the night," Tina explained, "Walt [my boss]bought them for me for our anniversary one year. I don't often get thechance to wear them, but I always get comments on them when I do. Iwanted Jenni to feel the joy of exquisite jewelry for her.