That was not your fault. The truth is, if I hadn't become pregnant, you and I would never have been married. I guess it's why I've never felt secure, ...ven though you have been a wonderful husband. You were handsome and charming and everything a woman could ask for, but I've never felt as if I deserved you. I've always felt that I trapped you, even if I didn't do it intentionally.I don't deserve you Kirk. Jamal is crude and even mean at times, but I find myself drawn to him, perhaps it is. Lots of people seemed to gravitate towards her which meant I was left to my own devices rather. I did talk to a few people who asked why we were dressed as schoolgirls? I explained. And one lady who was extremely interested in whether I was dressed ‘authentically’ right down to school knickers. I told her I was and she said, ‘Give me a flash then. To see if you’re telling the truth.’ Reluctantly, I did as I was asked. ‘Oh! very good. Very authentic apart from the rather big bulge at the front!’. . I think . . I understand." I was pondering whether I should tell her how I felt about her, but she went on speaking before I could get another word out."I have had my eye you for awhile now, I know that you work out almost daily, and you try to eat healthy, and I have heard you moaning in your office when you day dream." She was looking directly into my eyes now, walking around my desk to me.I stared at her transfixed on her gaze. "I have even heard you moan my name." Her chest was right in. The guard gave me the directions to the house and slapped visitor sticker on the car. Parking the car in the drive way, I stepped out with a bottle of Cabernet, chocolates, and flowers.Jane opened the door. She is taller than I saw her this morning. She received the wine, chocolates, and flowers; softly exclaiming, "Oh my, I am charmed." She moved closer to kiss me on my face.She led me into the living room with high ceiling. She placed the flowers in the vase and left the wine and chocolates.