“The project was classified, and I can’t go into detail.”The lack of details didn’t bother her. His current lack of employment did. “And you...don’t work there any longer?”He’d already explained his employment status. “No, they shut the project down.”“But they’re still paying you?”“If I don’t break the NDA, my salary and health insurance are covered for a full year.”It was apparent his answers didn’t satisfy her curiosity. Instead of pushing, she changed topics. “Tell me about your house. I can’t. At that time, we were saving to buy the land where we built our home.”She paused to take a sip of her cool drink and continued, “I told Dale how I was being offered money by some of the men at the club to have sex with them. He encouraged me to fuck those men, and to make as much money as I could. He even arranged to secretly watch me with some of them, so he could suck my pussy and fuck me afterwards. I know that sounds pretty fucked up, but there’s more to the story. And to tell you the. .., never mind, can I buy you a drink?"She shook her head. "No, it's OK, I can get my own, thanks."He waved at one of the harassed barmen and shouted, "Three lagers, twoGuinness, two bitter, two white wines."The barman started to pour the beers, and the man turned to the girl."I'm in the chair now, what would you like?"She hesitated and then said, "OK, a white wine please, but I'll give youthe money." Make that three white wines, mate," he yelled at the barman, whonodded. He turned back to the. .. well he isn't a problem. Hell he barely touches me any more and I can't remember the last time we had sex. I'm not worried about him unless someone found out and told him, and then the shit would really hit the fan." Christ woman I want to hear every detail but right now I've got to get home and get changed... I'm due at the hair dressers at one. Come on Suzy, let's go, you can fill me in on the way home but remember don't drag me into you mess this time like you did last time, my husband is.