"Mark decided he'd better not say any more, but Wendy immediately put two and two together."I've got to get to class, be sure and lock up when you lea...e," he said picking up his books and scooting out the door.Of course, thought Wendy, the "personal reasons" Rhonda had given for dropping out of school, her unwillingness to discuss it and the way she had simply dropped out of sight with no letters or calls. Paul, she thought. Eric must have taped us talking about Paul and threatened to expose. Now I dared to ask about her sexual life. She bent her head and said her husband is not much interested in sex. He just fucks in missionary position and sleeps off. He doesn’t know how to satisfy a woman’s desires.Then she said she will prepare dinner and went to the kitchen. But a demon in mind arose and I thought of fucking my college days sex bomb tonight. She was preparing dinner. I went to the kitchen and hugged her from behind. She didn’t react so I felt like I got approval.I hugged her. “I don’t know, maybe an hour,” I responded.“When you have finished your shower, get dressed and come downstairs. We need to talk,” He said.I continued to shower, dreading facing my father. My surprise visit home was turning into a nightmare. Finally, I screwed up enough courage, got out of the shower, dressed and headed downstairs. I knew facing my father would be the hardest thing I had ever done.“Anthony, how much did you hear?” He asked.“Hear, what do you mean hear?” I responded.“Look, you. We were wined, dined, escorted every place we wanted to go. A few offered us extra incentives, anything from drugs to women. We dropped those places pretty quick. Well, Dorian and I did, I think Eric was a little tempted.To be honest, if I had known how much work went into a movie, my million bucks would have never left my hands. What was called pre-production was pretty much done, and we were finishing the casting stage now. We had a casting director, and Leah and I tagged along to a few of.