She wasn’t sure what to do next, part of her wanting to go to Martin, part of her wanting to call Tom, part of her wanting to fall to the floor, her...throat aching from her need to cry, the harsh burning sensation forcing her to shake her head, then swallow. She took another deep breath, trying to gather her strength. That was so hard , she thought, and suddenly started sobbing, shaking, making soft guttural sounds, almost choking on her sobs, the tears rolling down her cheeks, the salty taste. She pointed to he left hand, and I seen the cause of her shocked look. She was wearing my wedding ring. She had forgotten to put Brett's ring on (if you are not familiar with our story, there is a video and a two part story about the ring). She began to reach into her purse and retrieve Brett's ring, and I asked her not to. I said let's see if he notices. Problem here, that I did not think of, is Brett is too much of a gentleman to have said anything. He told us later that night when we talked. “Vickie Honey, I want to make love to you as you describe all the sordid things you wanted to do to Max.”Vickie shook her head, yes, and obediently followed Walt into their bedroom. Walt quickly undressed while Vickie slipped her sundress over her head, revealing her naked body. Vickie relayed the events of the day, starting with what took place on the beach leading up to their confrontation in the front room. She explained how it started with Max rubbing sunscreen on her back. Walt shoved his. "Emily Anne is from one of the First Families of Virginia," Jessica further volunteered. "Her grandfather was in President Nixon's Cabinet." I'm sure that, despite that, you've managed to lead a happy, normal life," said I.My humor is from the Seinfeld School. And I studied at the feet of George Carlin.Emily laughed politely at my minor-league bon mot.But Jessica wasn't finished with the resume. "Emily's father is Undersecretary of State," she said.That's nothing, thought I. Back in Coshocton,.