" Sally, you know that everything I have is yours. You don't need a thong." Well, uh, it's kind of a special request, Larry. This would require a thon.... Believe me."I should have known right then that something catastrophic was afoot. I should have run like the devil himself was chasing me. Did I? Nope! Call me curious, call me stupid, I stayed."Is that your thong?"I didn't think she had had the time to finish one, even if she had started when we first knew about them.She paused at that. "Uh,. When she was married to a loving guy of her age,they were getting along nicely for a couple of years.Dan,her husband,was fond of her,and somehow managed to satisfy her insatiable lust.He actually liked her for that.He loved the horny side of his wife.They usually made love twice everyday.This was a contained and inhibited Alexandra.She was not her true self yet.She was merely satisfied with what Dan could put up for her.Dan was slowly pulling off and slowing down.He started to realize he wasnt. "It started about two years ago, withjust the occasional flare up of temper and sharp words. Maybe her husbandhad noticed earlier and that's what drove him away. She's so changeable!"Nela shook her head. " Sometimes she's full of energy. At first it wasalmost exhilarating, hearing all the excitement and ideas and then it gotto be exhausting. Then other times, she's got so lethargic, as she istonight. It's very unnerving. You never know what you're going to befaced with."The next day my back. After two months, the police still hadn't solved the murder. That Monday evening in September, she called her husband from her office overlooking the Statue of Liberty and told him that she had to work late. Her senior management position occasionally did require her to work late, but she would just take a room at the Hilton across the street on those occasions rather than taking the LIRR home late at night. So, to maintain her alibi, she rented a room that she would not be using and then.