I stopped using the phone, and began to make my local sales calls and follow-ups in person, driving by. Ironically, my business grew while my life dim...nished. Checking the house became routine, but then, one day, it was there: the strange car in the driveway.I know the are flings, mistakes, momentary lapses in judgement that can be overcome. But there is also the real deal. I would see. There are a variety of responses available: violence, confrontation, spitefull revenge, flight, even denial.. I was hard in a flash, amazed at the turn of events.She suddenly just stopped stoking and rolled over onto her knees on the lounger and pulled the rest of her swimsuit off. Her nice plump ass was in the air and my cock was raging hard. I didn't even hesitate as I slid my dick into her very wet pussy and started fucking her hard and fast. My dick was not as sensitive as normal since I had cum just a half hour earlier, so I was not worried about blowing my load to soon as I pounded her. She. ", he saidcrying. I had assessed the situation all wrong, Chris thought that Iwas mad at him and that is why he had been so quiet. "Chris, I'mnot mad at you." "Really, I'm so glad. What made you change yourmind." "Change my mind, I was never mad at you." Chris again hada confused look on his face. "I don't understand, you acted so madlast week when I said I didn't want to shave my legs or put on theLeotard. If you weren't mad at me then why did you tie me up andput me in the closet?" "It was a. Important, but now it was turning out that it might not be more important than the very real possibility of my losing her and her sister over it was.I even started drawing parallel's between my separation from Tina, and hers from her parents. In some ways, both were similar. She hadn't been able to tolerate what she saw as their cold indifference, while I found myself unable to tolerate her inability to forgive them, to move on with her life.It was a test of tolerance for both of us, and it.