And she told me the most daring thing any married woman can…..“I’m heading for a run tomorrow morning on this very same road”, she said pointi...g the beach road, “I’m sure I’m gonna head back home all sweaty and drenched, and I’m gonna be all home alone and….”, she looked at me while licking her lips visibly, “….I think you should join me too”I sure couldn’t ask for a better chance to fuck the living daylights out of a married woman.Next day, early morning 6 am, I was right there bang on time,. "How many men have you betrayed to them?" I asked."Perhaps a dozen," she said. "I haven't counted." What happened to them?"She shook her head. "I don't know." How are you paid?" I asked.She looked away. "Gold," she said.I took her chin, raised her head so she had to look at me, and said, "No."She pulled her head free, swallowed, grimaced and said, "All right, not gold; coca, coca leaves and spirits." Laudanum?" I asked.She nodded."You use a lot?"She nodded again. "Every day, sometimes three. ’ ‘You worry about Angel and Joy. I think just your being there for them has helped a lot.’ Don dipped a chicken strip into some sauce and ate it, then said, ‘She said she’d be gone longer than normal this time.’ ‘Grace didn’t say she was going to be gone longer. But then again, she doesn’t stay with me as long as Angel stays with you.’ ‘How much time do you get with Grace?’ asked Don, as he ate a mozzarella stick. Jason sighed, ‘She’s just up to two weeks now. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful. It ended there, with a command prompt.She looked at the program code again, and she found how to activate the User Interface (UI). She hit upon a key combination that produced a blank silhouette of a human body, and a prompt for 'Name.' She entered her own name. The program said 'User or Subject'. She picked 'User.' It said, 'Registered.' Back to the command prompt.This time she said 'Subject' and the program popped up an outline of her body shape, a description of her background, her looks,.