"Oh do not look so smug Darrin. I can appreciate the irony." Anita took another sip of her coffee."Anita, you take up with a serial cheater, force him...into a marriage expecting to travel the globe, then live happily ever after? Gee what could POSSIBLY go wrong?" I finally sat in the chair. "Yes karma payback indeed. Anita" Please wipe that smile off your face Darrin, it is not like you to gloat. That dumb bleach blonde does not know what she is in for. The housing crash wiped us out. She is not. It just didn't seem right. It took a minute for it to register that none of Janet's things were there. Her hair dryer and curling iron weren't on the counter where they had always been. None of her cosmetics were there. I looked under the counter and saw that the shampoo and all of the other things she used were gone.I went into our large walk in closet and found that her side was completely empty. A quick check of her dresser drawers showed that they were empty also. Concerned, I got on the. He told her that he would never put pressure on her to leave me. Over and over for several weeks, I warned my wife that his actions and words were intentionally deceptive.During all of this I was trying to cope with my wife's desire and my own secret; I divulged that I felt very bisexual. I even suggested that perhaps we could work this out to both of our advantage -- perhaps we could have a threesome to start off their relationship. I told her that my involvement would make me feel much. But today you have nothing but a 20 dollar bill, and she wearnt getting that!You walk the tunnel with your head purposly staring down at your shoes, perhaps she won't notice today? Well chance will be a fine thing! Your heels were clip clopping the concrete floor as you strided through. You come to a complete stop when you are obstructed by the tunnel lady. Without looking up you kindly suggest "Excuse me" She wasn't moving and did not respond. You slowly lift your head a make eye contact with.