Gail and Chris never had a chance. Karen reported back to me that at the meeting with Andrea and Julie to plan the new reception, Gail had looked like...little more than a spectator with a tableside seat at a ping-pong match.So Thanksgiving promised to be a full holiday. Gail's bachelorette party was going to be held at our house on Thanksgiving night. By now, Karen had Mom and Dad wrapped around her little finger, and had convinced them to extend their usual Thanksgiving holiday until Friday.. ‘Go on, go to the emergency room, and get your arm stitched up. Just give her the divorce. I know she’ll want the house. I hope you can be reasonable about it. After that just stay away from her.’ ‘I’ll give her the divorce, after tonight she won’t come back to me no matter what I do.’ ‘No she won’t. She wouldn’t anyway. We’re going to get married as soon as the divorce it final.’ ‘Why my wife? Couldn’t you have found somebody else?’ Not wanting to turn his back on Kent, Sam eased down in a. .......I have to tell you about a little trouble I've gotten myself into. You remember that I told you that those five women were all volunteers? Well, I left out the fact that I offered each of them a payment. Maybe having sex with you should have been payment enough, but these women didn't owe me a thing. So I made a deal with each of them. Sandra only wanted dinner at a nice reastaurant, so she's satisfied. Melanie wanted to spank my ass, so she's satisfied.The problem is with my payment to. " She's pretty out of it," someone whispered. Someone else shushed him.What was going on? I squirmed, still playing the role, playing half aware, uncoordinated. Colin unbuttoned my jeans, started struggling to pull them down the swell of my hips. I didn't have to do much more than let my weight rest to make it hard for him."I can't believe he got her up here," someone whispered. "Look at those tits. What a piece of ass. I can't wait to have a piece of that." Love them roofies," someone.