When she had put the cups into the dishwasher she asked if I wanted to come upstairs with her to have a look at the clothes my Uncle was throwing out ...nd see if any of them would fit me. I agreed, mainly because it would give me more chance to be with her, and so I followed her upstairs admiring the back of her ankles and heels in their nylon casings.When we got upstairs I sat down on the bed while my Aunt went through my Uncles closet and brought out the clothes that he was getting rid of. In. What am I going to do?" Well, the farm work is more important than the State Fair, dear... you'll have to figure out a way or cancel your trip," Dad said as he exited the house, the screen door slamming in finality. He wasn't going to argue the matter. He wished Marie would've quit the Fair exhibits long ago, but it was important to her... a tradition... and he wasn't going to deny her that. However it was always up to her to handle it.Mom was extremely upset over this latest development. This. I wasn't sure of the legalities, but I wasn't worried about them either. I was still legally married and would be until the divorce was granted so technically anything I did with another woman would be adultery, but as far as I was concerned so what? Gail Sue had relinquished all claim to me when she walked out and I had done the same to her when I served her with divorce papers. And, given her big speech about her being such a sexual person and what her sexual needs were (and remembering what. I took her for a tour of the house. I showed her the large kitchen with the 48” stove top, two wall ovens, and Subzero refrigerator. Next to the kitchen is the dining room with a long table with seating for ten. Next, I led her across the room to the game room and the home theatre.From there, we walked up the stairs and I showed her the two guest rooms to the right. Back past the stairs I showed her the room that would be hers if she got the job. I got the reaction I was hoping for. It is.