.. what do they call them? A Lady that Lunches.”I nodded. “One of the Country Club Wives.”“Yeah. Just like her.” Her tone told me she didn�...t find the idea particularly appealing.By this time, we’d crossed the open square in front of the library and reached the steps that led down the hill to the main road through the campus. From there we’d head for the exit and walk back into town. A dark-haired girl came up the stairs as we got there. She was talking to her friend, who was as blonde as the. We didn’t know that our plan would backfire on us. We were just teenagers, barely 18-years-old. Then, prophetically her girlfriend rebuffed me on Valentine’s Day and my friend rebuffed her on the same day. It shouldn’t have been such a shocking surprise when Ilene and Jerry ended up together, but it was. It was devastating to Arlene and me at the time. Only, things happen for a reason and sometimes, without realizing it, when left to fate, they work out better than we had hoped for originally.. I was wondering what’s going to happen that evening. After thinking for a long time an idea came to my mind. I decided that I shall leave for my friend’s house just before the entry of Sanjib sir so that I will get time for my work.I charged my camera battery fully, formatted the memory card, and set my Handycam ready for spying. I hid the camera in a suitable place so that it can cover the whole bedroom and set it in such a way that it can record for around 2 hours.Mom and I then both waited. Monica found him on top of a red head in their bed. She hadscreamed and shouted the whole time as the woman hastily pulled on herclothes. Ken had tried to defend himself and apologized but to no avail.He left with the red head in his car. Monica had called her mother andthat was that."Where is Ken now?" her father asked."I don't know and I really don't care. I never want to see him again. Youwere right he is a bum. He married me for my money. I have put up withabuse for as long as I can stand.