I didn't see Stephanie much the first week — at dance class, and once she did come over and we made love once on the bed that I had expected to revi...e Martha's and my relationship. It worked better with a more cooperative partner.On the whole, I was feeling down and depressed. I couldn't help but seeing myself as a failure as a husband. Martha was the woman with whom I'd expected to grow old. Instead, it seemed most likely that we would be going our separate ways.That evening I called up my. Just do it, Sandy. You have to save him from Pam!"I nodded, trying to think of how to respond. "Uh ... okay, I'll do my best,Megan. But it's kind of up to him ..." Meaning, he'd have to accept that Iwas getting the operation."I'll help too," she said, sounding enthusiastic about our prospects.As we walked from the bus stop back to the McCowan house, we were bothchatting away in great spirits. My mood changed to apprehension when Ispotted Mark's car in the driveway, though - 'Is Pam here too?'. She smiled her pretty smile and held her arm out for me. We had a nice dinner with a couple of bottles of a nice red wine. At first we were just discussing her client, but, as the wine began to take affect, we started to get a little more animated. Mariel, at one point said that she thought that we should order another bottle of wine and have room service bring it to my room where we could continue our business. We took the elevator up to my floor and walked arm in arm to my room. I opened the. But Kristanna teached me a completely different lesson.As I started to try out different ways to play with my tongue, she whimpered a bit moved her hips. When I didn’t get the hint, she tried a less subtle approach.“Stop teasing, please,” she mewled. “My kitty’s gonna explode.”It took me a second to understand that. It wasn’t her normal, clear and almost accent free English. She seemingly gritted her teeth.But then I got it. It wasn’t ‘kitty’ but ‘clitty’! Which had to be…I abandoned all other.