It turned out that Nimue was skilled with picking locks. We didn't get into it right then and there, but later she explained that she'd picked up the ...kill living in Stone Lodge. Her father, the late, great Jared had liked to keep things locked up and out of sight and Nimue had gotten into the habit of picking locks to see what her bastard of a father was up to or what he might be hiding from the people around him. As you can expect, I was very impressed with her ability and I showed her how. Because of my actions the last six months I felt that I was pushing Lydia away. Did I chase her away? Did I push her in the arms of another? I needed to do something without just coming out and accusing her.When I go home Lydia told me she was going shopping to buy a few clothes to wear out on Friday. I wanted to scream out at her that she couldn't go, that we needed to talk. After she left I took the girls to McDonalds Restaurant to get something to eat. Lydia told me she was going shopping. I heard her start talking to someone, another ladie's voice, and they were laughing. A new face came around the corner (as i was wiping cum off of myself with paper towels) and took a quick look at me. She went back into the bathroom, and started chatting again. I hear the shower start, and Amber was the one taking it apparently. SO this new girl comes over, sits on the bed next to me and just starts kissing me. Deep tongue penetrating my mouth kissing. After a few minutes, she says "Hi,. .." I know, I know," he said, taking a sip of coffee. "You're married now and a regular straight-arrow." No, it isn't that, Jim. We're too close to have silly secrets between us, especially over things like that. It's just..." She lapsed into a weak silence, unable to voice the sadness dwelling in her heart."Let me guess," Jim said quietly. "It was a bust." Jim... ," A bust, Verna, like mine was last night. A damned disaster." Was it?" Verna leaned forward, her breath hitching in her throat..