I told him that I was really tired and was just going to go back to my "nap." He waved cheerily and said, "Okay! See ya! I'll be down there for a whil... if you change your mind!" I smiled and closed the door, thinking that it wasn't my mind that I was going to change!"Do you really want to do this?" I asked myself as I stood naked in front of the mirror. I tried to think of how Ron would come across to a female mind-set, but realized that I couldn't while still male. I guess I considered him. She would send him long goofy emails on a weekly basis. The first time he got one he almost pissed his pants he laughed so hard. They were a breath of fresh air from the stodgy formal legal crap he read all day long. She would talk about her hair, her makeup and her shoes. The girl loved shoes. Her emails were like pinballs, quickly shooting from one point to the next. He didn’t know why, but she’d latched on to him. She had been emailing him for a few months. She loved teasing him about being. Charles invited me to dinner at the White House about once a month, always with a topic to discuss. Casey was always dressed like a perfect little lady, and Shirley still attended as an amazing, beautiful, sexy, and desirable woman.That was where it ended for me.I spent at least two weekends a month in Branson, and arranged for at least one of my ladies to be with me in D.C. one more time a month. We kept ourselves quite busy while we were together. The magic hadn't worn off, and we wisely. Then he went off and married my girlfriend. To make him jealous, I impulsively married his brother. I really didn't like the guy that much but all my friends were getting married, so I wanted a ring too. Ring-a-ding-ding, I got the ring," and she showed it to Guy. "That's a nice ring, but you didn't explain about the affair." Betty took a sip of wine and said, "Well, I wanted to get back at my girlfriend for taking my boyfriend." "How has that worked out?" Guy asked. "Not well, so here I am. I.