When Lindsey and the children came home that afternoon I had the greatest difficulty in not losing my rag. I still don't know how I didn't confront Li...dsey, but one thing I had learnt from my writing and reading of stories on the Internet was that I had to stay ahead in the game; i.e. I had to be the one who got to the solicitor first. I had to move our/my savings into an account that Lindsey couldn't get at before she persuaded some bleeding judge to lock me out of our joint accounts.Ah, some. Nannu cheyi patti lepadu thanu kooda sofa lonchi lechi nannu oka bommala ettukunnadu. Thana oka cheyi naa buutocks kinda vundi maro cheyi naa fleshy buttoks ni press chesthu thana room loki theesukelladu. Nannu bed py padesi thana shirt vippadu. Than dhoti already kinda hallo padi vundi. Akkade naa shorts kooda padi vundi. Ippudu thanu birthday dress loo vunnadu. Podugga lavuga vunna Thana modda thodala Madhya velladithundi (dangling) naa waist kinda emi ledu. Pyna slip matram vundi. Nenu naa. Then one day the doodles really threw me a curve. Jorja told Mary that she was pregnant. It was--it really was true, the information was right there in the doodles. I was the father, or so the doodles said. I believed them, how could I not?Days went by and Jorja never told me that I was going to be a daddy. I was waiting. Why the holdup? Then things got really serious. I could tell that Mary was trying to convince Jorja to meet her lover. The bitch! Who did I label a bitch? Mary, or Jorja. Damn. Jen smiles, steps back and undresses in front of me and jumps into the water. I follow quickly, our clothes laying in a pile at the side. The water is perfect, about 80 degrees and we frolic together, both of us is ecstasy, as if we’re on a deserted island. I do a couple nude dives to impress Jen and she's clapping, admiring my form and then asking me to turn around on another dive so she can get a better rear end view. She’s at the shallow end now, sitting on the edge of the pool and beckons.