Within a few minutes of our drinks arriving my hubby excused himself to go to the restroom. This made me uncomfortable and I wanted to go to the ladie... room but he would have no part of that since I encouraged our being there in the first place. I am not sure if he was surprised or perhaps expected it but by the time he got back there were two men at our table attempting some small talk and introduced themselves as Bob and Tom. Neither wore wedding rings and my hubby noticed this first as I was. Obviously, you know I am not the most faithful myself. If you can keep my dirty little secrets why can’t I keep yours?”I knew her better than to feel relieved right now. She had something up her sleeve yet. I could tell by that look on her face. She was the cat; I was the canary and she had me right where she wanted.“Do you remember those nights at the sorority house? The ones with the bottle of Jose and playing Truth or Dare? Or the nights of strip poker after closing down the bars?” She. She was a respectable lady in society, who always wore traditional clothes and mingled with everyone. No one would have suspected that such a docile woman in the mid-40s was so dirty in the bed!I had been on a week-long trekking with my friends and I thought of surprising my mother when I returned. I had a spare key with me, with which I opened the door slowly and walked in.The entire house was quite that day – usually, my housewife mother would be in the kitchen or in the balcony, hanging up. Robbie’s gonna ride with us today.” And when he reveled this bit Frank took notice. I smiled proudly as he looked at me and then to my father. “Ahhh okay.” He said smiling at me. “And it’s a bit of a different day…” My Dad went on. “I need ya ta shut ‘er down.” He said casually. When he heard this Franks eyes lit up wide. “What!? Den you gotta be k**den me. It’s SATURDAY!” He said with an extreme emphasis. I mean, this is my business here ya gotta give me a little…” He looked at Daddy.