I made my way into a ladies room real quick. I checked my makeupand reapplied my lipstick. I made sure I looked ok before I left. Ifigured if I was go...ng to let one of my best friends see me like this, Ididn't want to look like total crap.I made my way out of the stadium and started to walk towards the areaMichael said he was parked in. I only saw about 15 cards in that area. Icould see Michael sitting on the hood of his car with his feet on thefront bumper. He was wearing jeans, his old school. She was with my mom. I felt like I was betraying my mom to even talk to Margie, but at the same time, I was incredibly turned on to have her in my room. Margie sat on the edge of my bed. She had put on a short, thin neglige. She still smelled like sex. She leaned over me and quietly asked, “Do you like what you've seen, sweetie?” In the darkness I could see her eyes boring into mine. She leaned close, but I couldn't speak. Her breasts hung beautifully, brushing against my bedsheets. . The dealer is human and he does good business with his incense and spices, but he and his crew also send regular briefs to the palace of the First Nestling, among other things.”She laughed as she made me look to an impressive modern tent with force field reinforced Intelli-fab canvas walls, neatly stacked wares and project-a-sign advertisement showcasing fruits, bread and meat products.”Can you guess who is hiding behind that grocery merchant’s front?”I rolled my eyes and said. “Naval. " Darien stammered in reply. He went ahead to explain what he had seen hours earlier.Coughlin asked how long they had been married. Darien told him.Coughlin nodded and said, "You know Mr. Teasdale, this sort of thing is not unusual. After people are married about the amount of time you two have been, one or the other of the spouses gets an itch. They go off and scratch it for a few months and then it's over and done. This could be what's happening in your case."Darien shook his head violently,.