Michael wasaccompanied by a woman in every photo and it was never me, in fact itwas never the same woman twice. Five photographs, five different women...nd five compromising positions.Everybody that knows me would have expected me to be in floods of tearsat the degree of this latest betrayal but I was too angry to be upset.In fact, I was probably too angry to even be described as angry. I wasso mad that I don't think I was really capable of rational thought.Danni tried to calm me down, she made. They kept talking to their other friends, and time flew by and they were soon at the front of the crowd. John released his grip of Chloe, only for her to take his hand and lead him to the desk to pay. John thought this was odd, but didn’t complain. As they walked into the club Chloe held his hand again, as she followed everyone to the bar. When they reached the bar, Mike was already in the mists of buying a round; a few of the others had found a table to sit at and were waiting. John stayed and. I wanted to go to my relatives wedding. I asked whether he was coming he said no.At evening I came home and he said he is going out to play. When I entered his rooms bathroom I felt sperm smell. And I was shocked when I saw my bra in the bucket. He must have masturbated and forgot to throw it away.But I waited and watch what’s happening. That night when he returned I told him that I was going to bath. I went in and placed my phone recording in my room which he did not know. After bathing I came. A minute or two later I was walking through the front door of the Blue Velvet. ********** I had a bit of trouble getting in. Two biker type gatekeepers recognized me as being new and not a member of the club where a ‘private party’ was occurring. They hassled me about my business there, as I certainly wasn’t on the approved guest list (a dump with a guest list?), but this was a problem that money could easily solve and a pair of fed issued Ben Franklins bills got me inside the door. Whatever I.