I noticed Glen noticing my shorts. "Like what you see?" I said spinningaround."I thought you were going to use your super powers for good?" He was ane...d 'til the end, "I know we're friends but it's actually the law thatI have to check you out, Gemma Taylor." "Understandable," I agreed. He probably wasn't aware that I knew abouthis 'Fornicating Amigos' relationship with Dot yet. He was probablyeven less aware that I had advised her to turn it into a realrelationship. Glen was a helpless. Tomorrow was the 32nd Annual Grammy Awards and, once more, Intemperance was in the running and needed a representative at the ceremony.Intemperance was only up for one award this time around and it was not for anything off their latest album, Lines On The Map. Since Lines had not been released until late December, nothing on it qualified for this year's Grammy Awards. Instead, the award Intemperance had been nominated for was Best Rock Song By A Duet Or Group for This Life We Live, the ballad. He didn’t have to do that but he was being gentle. I let go and held him hard as tears continued to run down my cheeks, I didn’t make any sound not wanting my husband to be mad at me. I looked over at them again and this time he was on top of her missionary style and her moaning got louder. I was watching my husband fuck another woman… but I did agree to this. He caresses my back and strokes my hair, kisses my cheek and wiped off the tears. I looked into his eyes and he smiled, I tried to. I was wearing black fromhead to toe - a D&G lace sleeveless blouse, a matching skirt and leggingsif you must know - and had even put on some black lipstick. Combined withthe hair Alana had already dyed black before I got into this predicament,it looked like I was going through a teenage goth phase at 25.Just when I was about to put on "808s and Heartbreaks" and spend all daywallowing in self-pity, my phone started buzzing."Monica?" I asked, answering without even bothering to see who.