******************************************************************************************After being fucked and left covered in spunk I stag...ered to the shower and cleaned up, then though about Alfredo's last words to get in some of my wifes sexy gear.Of course, as a macho straight male, I couldn't obey that, but the sex had been terrific and it wouldn't do any harm to look.When Alfredo returned to the room he found me tottering . It took some time, but eventually I regained my composure. Before continuing on my quest, I walked over to my briefcase and removed the sample, placing it in my coat pocket. I couldn't bring myself to reclaim the luggage turned murder weapon.Less than a hundred yards from the site of the struggle, I found a police station. Through the sooty windows, I could make out some dim lights, giving me hope that, even if the place were vacant, I could at least make a few calls before the generator gave. What had he done to himself?I followed his scuttle. He dropped to all four, his mandibles clicking. My skin crawled. This thing touched my wife. He used her. He tried to make her into his whore. I pivoted as he circled me, drawing in the shadows to enhance my speed.I stabbed.He twisted his body out of the way. My sword buried into the ground. He swiped at me. I leaped back as the claws slashed before me. From the other side, Nathalie’s fiery sword swept down at him, the young girl’s face. ”“Don’t be. Please go on.”Cheryl sighed. “You know why I didn’t go to yours and Essie’s wedding?”“It would have made you uncomfortable.”“Are you kidding? Essie’s my favorite person in the world!”“But she married me.”“Finally!” They laughed. “I guess I did her a favor divorcing you.”“Never think that, Cheryl. She loves you too. And misses you.”“Me too.”“So why... ?”“I ... I guess I felt like I slighted her. Ostracized her. Disappointed her.”“She understood you wanted a clean break from me. You.