" As if challenging me.I sipped my coffee as she sat down over hers and just looked at me as I sat there pondering some of the things I had fantasized...about over the years. I had so many questions I didn't know where to start. When did I want to ask her who else she had fucked or was currently fucking? How did I tell her I wanted us to have open sex with others, including our children? How do you broach the fact you want to see your wife with another woman? How would she feel about me with. Gail Hanover, believe me."Gail's conversation with the young boy couldn't be heard. All the two instructors could see were their lips moving and their mouths smiling. An agreement was made and they said goodbye and Gail went smiling to her car.It might be hard to recognize her from the girl in San Diego of a few months before. She wore her hair in a tight severe bun. Horn rimmed glasses perched on her nose. She wore little or no makeup and her dresses were long and she generally wore tweed. I drove to the High Country Multi Discipline Clinic in Dobson. It was truly a one stop shop for the person with multi ailments. I only had one thing wrong with me, that I knew about, but it was an orthopedic nightmare.Since I was running late, and I knew how doctor's were in general, I stopped for take out coffee and a biscuit. It was from the drive thru window of a restaurant that was supposed to specialize in that kind of thing. That didn't mean that it was good, just that they served the. We warned them all about not doing anything stupid while reporters or cameras were around, and then sent them off with a small team of Secret Service people, right after Marilyn and I left the house in a limo and entourage. They went out in a very nondescript pair of cars. Charlie took them shopping in a few stores and then over to the casino, where he gave them a few bucks for the slots, and bought them too many drinks. They came back after Marilyn and I had gone home and gone to bed.We woke.