" I'm afraid, daddy." Don't be, Cindy. I'm the man of the house. Your mom can't do anything." Oh daddy, I don't know..." Forget your mom for now." All...right, daddy." Why delay what he wants to do"Can daddy kiss you then?" Shyly she nodded."But not in that dress, Cindy. Wear one of the outfits I've bought for you. Here, let me choose for you."He went to her wardrobe and chose a thin open blouse, a thong and a flaring mini skirt. "Wear these" What about a bra, daddy?" No bra today because daddy. That stoplight happened to lead to Main Street which divided the town in half. On its west side, was the coast and several upscale and rundown sub developments, with the east side leaving room for large spread out farms. It did have a hospital which made up the only jobs in town not directly having to do with tractors, or farming technology, and a combination police, fire, and municipal, building. Opposite that corner was where the town’s only bank, and grocery. In all, a days’ worth of chores. She grimaced to herself. The computer was situated so that anyone sitting in front of it had his or her back to the rest of the library, which Theresa had counted as a small psychological victory. But this meant she couldn’t see who was sitting there—not that she cared, particularly. It was a man and as near as she could tell no one she’d ever seen before. She shrugged inwardly as she turned her cart in another direction, although relishing somewhat the thought that very soon she would be. His blue eyes penetrated right through me as he smiled. I knew his body well, but mostly by the sense of touch, and through a video I had watched many, many times. But it was even more impressive in person, and it was easy to see why my wife was attracted to him. For the thousandth time since that fateful night in the hotel room, I wondered how she had found him, and how she had convinced him to join our sex life.The stark reality of the situation settled in quickly. There was no doubt she had.