And especially not during his wife’s birthday dinner.“I don’t understand. Was my card declined? If it was, I have another.” Ben fumbled for an...ther card, “There must be some mistake. I just used that card earlier”.The large man standing behind the manager reached across and closed Ben’s wallet and handed it back to him. The big man did not seem to be someone to be messed with.The manager resumed talking, “If you can just follow me to the office, we can get this all straightened out. Please?!”As. Watching him stand in my doorway, tie untangled, shirt unbuttoned, distraught at being at work all day playing the part of the good little husband he is all too good at playing, when he'd rather be with me wrapped in my arms and legs, inhaling my scent as if it would be the last breath he'd take... Iris put down her pen. She hated thinking about him. She hated how as soon as the fantasies stopped, and she was able to stop thinking about him, he'd show up at her door step again, as if he was. ” She brushed her finger across the phone and the picture changed to one taken from Kelly’s point of view. The top of Ms. Valentine’s head was visible but the rest was buried in red pubic hair.Sara Valentine groaned. Not only had she been fooled and used, but there was now visual evidence of her having sex with a student. Though of course no one would be able to recognize Kelly from the photo... unless they knew her very, very well.Even so, she couldn’t say she honestly wished it hadn’t. . Just out of uni and not knowing what the fuck i was doing way out west. I mean WAY out west...cowboys and farmers was kind of it....Me ...I was this seriously built Surfey kind of guy. on my first teaching job ...a fish out of water in the local community but it was a catholic school so i kept my d**g laden lifestyle to a minimum in the town.I was teaching " art" at this convent school ...all good. But as soon as i worked back after school i had visitors from the convent. Students just.