I had been avoiding that ever since I started the business. With all the taxes, insurance, rules, and regulations that were involved it was just such ... hassle for a small business like mine, but I could easily afford it and I needed some help. I was composing an ad for the newspaper when my phone rang."Steven Haynes Photography," I answered."Hi, Steve, it's Gail." Hi, doll, what's shaking," I asked in an upbeat manner. Usually when she called it was with an invitation to something or. I didn't offer to help with the dishes because I knew being near her would be torturous. I watched television with Ed until Jen joined us and then excused myself, saying I needed to unpack my bags. But after finding a place to store the casual stuff from the small bag, I left the other bag containing my work clothes, suits, shoes and ties, packed.I got into the upper bunk that I had occupied so long ago and found I couldn't sleep.Seeing them at dinner had been excruciatingly painful. The little. Then I listened and could hear what I know had to be my wife moaning. When the moans got deeper, and it seemed like she was really into whatever was going on, I opened my eyes. From my viewpoint, I could see only the back of her head. She was turned facing him, and appeared to be rocking back and forth while facing him. Perhaps he was returning the favor and finger fucking her. Or maybe she was actually sitting on his cock right there by they fire. I reached down to my own throbbing cock, and. She started to dwell upon the events of the past few days, quickly dismissing any memories of the hangover she suffered. Kimberly had never felt pain like that before, but that is where the mystery began. She remembered that the plan was to go to a few local hangouts with a few girls from her dorm, and she knew that had happened since her hand still bore the large black "X" that the bouncer marked her with to show her status as a minor. The night had progressed well from that point, with the.