.. I finished what little work I had at four and headed home. I had been surprised not to get a call or message from John or Suzanne. I beat Suzanne h...me as usual... I checked around the house for signs of something happening — everything looked normal. I'd had some of those net stories about the husband coming home to find his wife involved in all manner of sexual excess running through my head on the drive home. I checked my e-mail - nothing.Suzanne came home with Kim at five. She asked,. “Please, Mae -- I didn’t mean to hurt you.”“I know you didn’t, Len,” she replied.“Here we are.” I parked in the lot and escorted her into the restaurant.Mae slipped out of her puffy jacket and draped it on the back of her chair. Underneath she wore a pale pink blouse. We sat at the table and Mae reviewed the menu. “You might try one of the risotto dishes,” I remarked. “You might enjoy seeing how the Italians deal with rice.”“Len -- this place is expensive.”“Actually, it’s what I’d consider. "For a moment, I felt like I was floating. Then, as he walked off to takecare of some other task, I came to my senses and realized what had justhappened. I had responded to Garrett like one of the girls. I was surethat if I had been able to see myself, I would have seen the same glassyeyed look on my face that I had seen on the faces of the girls whenGarrett had talked to them. I would have seen myself wearing the samedreamy smile. I shook it off, mortified by my own behavior. I. "When she'd hung up the phone the wheels really started turning. She had shopping to do. In the bedroom she donned slacks and a blouse over her frilly undies. At the front door she slipped into her loafers grabbed her purse and was on the way to the little shop on fifth—she knew it and the owner well.Back in her bedroom by two; Elizabeth's hands were trembling a little as she laid her purchases on the bed. The bra and panty set was quite similar to the one she was wearing except in black. The.