They chatted during warm-ups, just a friendly chat, nothing serious, about things like college and girl friends and summer jobs. He honestly enjoyed t...e small talk now because unlike previous years, this year his focus and intent was totally different. This year he would do his best to show his gratitude for all the people that helped him. He would win for them. He had not realized just how true that was until Gary Schneider, the reporter, had made those observations about them last night at. The room was private, and designed with some degree of comfort in mind, but the warmth was somewhat disrupted by the plexiglass shield bisecting the room. After all, they couldn't have visitors contaminating the workers."Juliet Harris, please come to the visiting area to meet with Andy Metcalf." The receptionists voice sounded over the PA system. He sat there, breathing slowly and deeply and focusing on projecting confidence and assertiveness. He needed to save this somehow.Still, he was. ‘For a guy who’s supposed to be with the program, you’re pretty dumb, aren’t you?’ Lisa said. Ricky stopped, grabbed her arm, and yanked her around to face him. ‘What the hell are you talking about?’ he asked. He’d never liked Lisa much, now he remembered why. ‘Miss Conklin likes girls,’ Lisa said softly. Ricky’s forehead wrinkled. ‘You mean she…she’s a…?’ he stammered. Lisa grinned and nodded. ‘The word is Lesbian…’ she said. ‘The super-sexy gym teacher you guys are all creaming your jeans. ”Ian was smiling now.“D-didn’t their husbands put their foot down and say no?”Ian was still smiling. “They didn’t even know that their wives had come off the pill.” he responded.“W-what did they say when they found out?”“By that time they were so deep into being cuckolded that they just accepted it.”“And they bring them up as their own?”Ian nodded. “I’m still in touch with them.”“You mean you still see them?”Ian leant closer. “Yes, I still fuck them, Billy. Whenever I’m in the area and need a.