I took the flash card from the camera and laid it on the table next to her computer. She can print her own damn pictures, I thought, then left. The ne...t day was Saturday. Cathy knew I had my kids but called anyway. I let it go to voice mail. She didn’t call again for the rest of the week-end and I didn’t listen to her voice mail until Monday. “Hi Dan,” she said rather bashfully. “You’re probably pretty pissed at me, huh. I’m sorry. Please call me.” I was going to see her in class later that. I started with hello n she immediately begin smiling and flirting as we made small talk about where we were from n how crazy our k**s n spouses are I finally had the balls to tell her how good she looked, she immediately turned towards me n smiled n said well thank u so much it's nice to be noticed by other men for a change, I shyly grinned n said well ur very welcome. She moved closer to me n asked where my wife was I told her how she had gone to the room for a nap n I was getting ready to. Really. Perfectly normal.The difference, he tells me, is that I didn't actually do it, except that one time when I didn't realize how strongly it would impact her. When push came to shove (and what exactly does that mean, anyway?), I not only didn't join in with the gang-not-rape-exactly, I took steps to stop it. My virtue, he tells me, is stronger than my lust, for either sex or vengeance. For all that she'd been my enemy, I'd helped rather than hurt somebody who needed help. So I'm a good. Given that thought I invite him to stay with us for the night. Once we got home Gary headed to the guest room and fell quickly asleep, where as Kimberly and I decided to head to our room for a little action. It was about 6am in the morning, and I headed for the kitchen to make an egg before my morning jog. As I walked into the room Gary was sitting in there drinking his coffee waiting to run with me (kind of like old times) and then thanked me again for letting him stay. This was a no brainer I.