The meal finished they move to the living room for wine and banter. After consuming two bottles of wine the talk gets a little more intimate. Ann noti...es that Rhonda is flirting with Eric and Victor seems to be encouraging her. Rhonda stood up and said she was going to the bedroom. Several minutes later Victor suggested he and Eric go and see what is keeping her and they head for the bedroom. Beth suggests she and Ann finish the wine and she sits next to Ann on the couch. Ann can hear laughter. But your fuck ups were goal oriented--always involving ambition. Leaving your wife alone and unloved to cuckold you. Letting your boys down. Your little family can't trust you even though you've never really strayed. Okay, a couple times you fucked blondes that probably reminded you of me, but neither time did it last more than a week and you realized they weren't me."And your ambitious path never involved brown nosing. No, Joe, you stayed on a righteous path. You worked the toughest. He seemed to pause. Matt watched him as he picked up the knickers. The man looked at both of them, then at the knickers. The man walked back down the platform and paused next to the wall just metres away from them. He lifted the knickers and sniffed at them, leering at both Jane and Matt as he did so.“F…u…c…k….me!” exclaimed Jane. “Me too…” replied Matt“They were fucking wet knickers too!” she continued.Matt looked at her, she couldn’t take her eyes off the stranger sniffing her knickers like. As an occasional resident, I viewed the town as one whose young adults had left for the big city. The outskirts of Comanche were even more deserted. My rented villa here consisted of a four room house, which I maintained in decent shape, and a detached garage, in which I stored all kinds of junk. Under and in the junk were all kinds of treasures, mostly money and some guns, but included were some pictures: one of Carolyn and me on our honeymoon, and one of my squad. I had been stopping here.