I felt claustrophobic already, and I hadn't even gotten there yet.Nicole was in place to greet me, let me know that she'd missed me, and that she'd sc...eduled a meeting with Karen for the morning. Luckily, the coffee showed at the same time as Karen showing up, so we had some small talk while I enjoyed a few sips. With the door closed for privacy, I asked, "Are you happy at home?"My question caught her by surprise, and she was immediately on the defensive. I raised my hand to calm her, and then. Whatever the reason, Dennis being still overhung, you were kind enough to have a car take us home.Parting with those two ladies for me was hard, but I had mum to look forward to, and the rest of my life, so it was with mixed feelings we left. And knowing what I know now, that I would never see her again, I would have phoned at least Kelly before the end, or come back to say goodbye and thank you, and I bitterly regret now that I have not done so. We got home that night, the car dropping us off. Telford1 No one can judge a marriage from the outside. We all do. Societies. Courts. The intrusive ‘Media.’ We judge the marriages of our friends. Our neighbors. Co-workers. Casual acquaintances. Celebrities we don’t even know.And we are always wrong. Even when we’re right, we’re wrong, because our opinions are based on inadequate information. Marriages are too complicated and too subtle. They turn over the years on words said and unsaid, tones,. "For a solid week, until my mother caught us, we fucked and sucked each other all day long." The two girls did those things to each other?" She said, her hand over her mouth as if to quell the words from coming forth."Sure." I said, touching her elbow lightly."But why?" For one thing, once we got our clothes off, and James showed us how his dick worked. We were very excited." But... you and Cynthia?" Understand this, while James was prolific, he wasn't Superman. For example, he fucked me, then.