"Six months wages in cash," John said looking at the envelope. If onlythat were true he mused."Cash, and you're welcome to count it first," Agent Bla...k emphasized."There in that envelope?" John asked."Like I said, you can count it if you like. Ten minutes of your time andthat money is yours," Agent Black said."Who pays for the Danish and coffee?" John asked. It was a joke. Humorwas a good thing.Both agents smiled as John slipped the envelope into his Spider Man backpack after getting a count. It was amusing at first listening to their loud fucking, but since I wasn't having much of a love life myself, it got old rather fast. Ned certainly didn't want to listen to his ex getting her freak on several times a day with strange men — he'd had enough of that while they were still married. Poor Ned apparently put up with being a cuckold for awhile after he discovered what Carrie had been up to before deciding that enough was enough. Being a fairly dim, but good natured soul, Ned never even. I'll miss her. I'll even try to get down here on long weekends if she wants me to. But like she said, we're pretty sure we aren't in it for a long term commitment. If we discover that we're still interested in each other when I get down here this summer, we might get together again. But we're both free this spring to date where we want to." He walked out to the deck over our front porch and I followed him. It seemed like there was something else on his mind. "Brian, thank you for doing this for. The one thing I knew I wanted to do was help Colette get the divorce so we could get on with our relationship. I really care about her but the main question was… Do I love her? I decided since it was Friday night that I wanted to spend the weekend with Colette. I was going to spend the whole week with her since she was off from work. I had a big surprise for her. She told me to pick her up at school right before her last class was over. I walked up to her room and looked in through the glass.