Lynn and Gary began making love less and less frequently, Lynn, almost always the initiator, convinced that her husband could no longer satisfy her --...actually convinced he had never satisfied her -- and, more importantly, that he never would. She did make a final effort, dressing provocatively and meeting him at the door one evening, but he simply kissed her and informed her that he had invited some of his friends over to watch a ball game on TV and asked if she would mind fixing some snacks.. You must be really good in bed. It has me just so horny I had to do something about it. I'm sorry too." For the next couple of weeks we hardly spoke but gave each other little smiles whenever we came upon each other. Then one night Tracy came staggering into the house. It was obviously that she had been drinking. "Where's Mom?" "She's over at Jan's house. I think it's a scrap-booking party or something." "Ted and I broke up. I caught him making out with Judy. I need to get fucked. Fuck. ” Alicia was wrong. I was not “always by the book.” The way I looked at her during the trial, sitting behind her for hours, contemplating every wave and curl in her flowing black hair, that was not by the book. The way I made sure my pants were unzipped, tucking my court shirt into them as I changed into my robes before court, making sure that happened just as she came in to my chambers with the files, that was not by the book. And the way I noticed her perfume, as she stood next to me peering. Within seconds I hears belts ringing like they do when they have just been undone, closely followed by the sound of zips dropping down. Part of me concluded what was happening, the rest of me was trying to escape, I had my eyes closed begging them to just go. Shortly after I felt a smack hit me on my cheek. I could tell it wasn't a hand slightly tapping, but something thicker on width and in the shape more like a finger. It clicked.At this point I'd like to point out I can't tell you which boy.