Maybe I can save a marriage.After lunch, I drove him to a quiet area, turned off the car, not sure how to start.What’d be hubby’s mental state on ...inding me in an affair? "Gabriel, how’re you holding up?" It's hard to talk about. It doesn't even make sense." Well, that's sure as hell true. How'd she slip-up? I've been so careful but some want to slip-up, they leave hints."What you say, I’ll keep just between us. How’d you find out?" Little things, her anger over nothing, avoiding me, always. We locked the car doors and went into the darkened toilet. Once in the toilet we started kissing, I pulled her top off and exposed her breasts and unbuttoned her jeans. She in turn unbuttoned my jeans and pulled my cock out and started playing with it.Next thing we heard someone entering the toilet, we shut the door of a cubicle and went quiet. Two males walked into the cubicle and started talking while they stood there making out they were having a piss. Another male walked in about 1 minute. Because of him, I'm now a rich man. Yeah, I might just do that one of these days; of course, I would have to kill him then, and I don't want to do that. Better to let the bastard suffer. Hmmm, maybe I'll just send him a get well card and sign it Peepers.Reports given, day shift took over from night shift. Relieved personnel streamed down the halls of the hospital and out the back toward the parking lot. Those nurses taking over hurried to begin patient assessments. Some doctors had already. Well, no point in thinking about it now. I said to myself. I dug through my suitcase and changed into a tank top and a pair of shorts, much more suitable to the warm Arizona weather. Before I even made my way to the dining room, I heard the booming laughter of my dad. Sure enough as I entered, dad and Uncle Greg already had beers in hand as they continued to gossip. Mom and Aunt Beth were both stooped over some magazine as they threw their hands in the air, excitedly making motions while they.