And everyone was wrong. One morning Jeff decided to do something about it. In itself the cause was nothing. At the breakfast table, where Mar... was surfing the web on her iPad, Jeff asked her to pass him the jam. Without even raising her eyes, she did so and scowled, fleetingly, at the interruption. That, said Jeff to himself, is it. They had been married nine years. He was thirty-five. She thirty and still as physically beautiful, he thought, as the day they met. Dark. I returned the greeting and went into my room with the last suitcase. I grabbed the ice bucket and started down the hall towards the ice machine and saw the woman again this time walking towards me with a full bucket of ice. “Ice machine doesn’t work on my floor.” She said. “Too bad, but this one works?” I asked. “Sure does.” She said. “My name is Peggy, who are you?” “Tony” I replied. I checked her out thoroughly in the few seconds of our conversation. She was very pretty. I had always had a. I now wish that I had had that pleasure. All that’s left now is to fantasize.I was a junior in high school. I was one of those girls that boys never paid attention to. I was taller than most of them. My chest was flat; I barely needed a bra. And I tended to study all the time. So, my weekends were spent with my books and my girlfriend, Sarah. We had been friends for several years and now I considered her my best friend. We were together all the time and often showed our affection for each other. .Noreen opened her door as soon as I knocked. She was wearing a bra and black leotards and that's all."I was hoping you'd come by," she giggled."Here I am, baby," I said, smiling down at her. "So, how did your afternoon go? Did you get it on incestuously?"Laughing, Noreen slapped my shoulder. "Nooo, silly, but I got to see him fuck Haley's brains out!" And then?" I said waiting for Noreen to fill in the rest."Want the long or the short version?" I prefer the longer version. But I may start on.