Other than a few secretarial type employees it was basically a one man firm with Glenn Sebastian her boss. Of course I got to meet the guy, didn't lik... him and he ended up having an affair with my wife even though he was married.It was at this point I just decided to give up. What was the purpose of going on? My kids were grown and my wife was cheating on me.I gave it one last shot."Sharon, since the kids are gone I'd like to sell the house and move to Florida. How do you feel about that? I can. She wanted to know about your... ‘pene’.”“You mean my penis?” I knew what Hispanic people called it. “What did you tell her?”“Oh, I told her you were so old you probably couldn’t do it any more.” I frowned at her. But she laughed before rushing to calm me down.“Oh! But you’re not old! I lied to her, maybe.” She glanced under the table and her breasts described a ballet. I relaxed a little.“Why was it a lie? Maybe Diane didn’t mention it, but it’s been a long time since it has been hard,” I. Then her hands raised above her head towards the headboard, the final instructions in the message.Her senses were so acute that every footstep seemed louder than the previous as he walked down the hallway. It became harder to inhale as he came to the doorway and pushed it open. He approached the bed and lightly ran his hand across her cheek.“Perfect,” she heard him whisper.And then he took her hand, placed it in a padded strap and pulled it snug to the headboard. He walked around the bed. . (shifting uncompfortably in my seat while writing this) up my... er... Well,Okay,... whoever's Idea it is, mine or Hers... ... is STIL piss me off. (fusterated sigh)I would FUME over doing exactlly as instruced by this stupid arrogent full of herself bitch, and rush home to soak up every word She dribbeled out. You know what She called me once? Human waste. Can you Image? I just stared at the email for minutes, numbed my her words. What my fingers traveled next is purely irevelant.The point.