Busted. Just be cool I chuckled. I turned to see my wife giving me her "seriously?" glare."We got tired of waiting for our bartender" she said. "Anoth...r round would be nice, this time with some Jäger." Coming right up" I answered with a stupid smile. Amanda always knew I was hornier than a 17 year old on prom night. I think she knew I wanted to fuck her sister too, though it never really came up. We had a decent sex life, but nothing crazy. She knew I desired more, but she never had the drive. "You know, just window shopping or getting together to bitch about our husbands. Girl stuff." I asked why she didn't get enough of that at the Wives' Club meetings. She said the combined crew Wives' Club had a lot of women she didn't get along well with.Gar, I never understood why she didn't just call it off. She could never explain it later, either. I mean, she'd had an affair, but she'd been discreet. Now I was home almost every night, and the situation that had permitted and abetted her. " Dan knocked on the door of the dressing room. "Who is it?" asked a woman. "Sophie, I have the assistants from the agency here," he stated. "Great, come on in," she replied cheerfully. Dan opened the door and then motioned for Kate and Terry to enterthe room. A young woman dressed in a plush terry-cloth robe met them as theywalked into the room. At first she looked confused and she glanced in Dan's direction. "No, this is them, just as you. ”“You bought it?”“No! you did. I found it on my doorstep with a card from you.”Her face was unreadable, her voice low. “Maggie, I didn’t buy it for you.”But it had been there. The card! In my bin. I rushed to my kitchen bin, pulled all the rubbish out of it, searching frenziedly for the card but it wasn’t there. I banged my head against the wall in frustration and slumped to sit on the floor. “There, there was a card, from you. When I read it the second time, it was from her.”“Clemency?” I.