I don't know the number but it's got to be in the low single digits.So I slipped back into my old life, rode the bus most days and even bought a bike ...o try to stave off the creeping ruin of my aging body by commuting on two wheels. It turns out this is sweaty work, often hampered by weather, and not all that rewarding. But it did spark a few conversations with women who didn't know any of that so I kept it up until the bike was stolen.After a few weeks I was normal again. Things were going. But I suddenly knew that my wife was there at the edge of the pool, sitting with her thighs wide spread.A Latino type guy was between Anita’s thighs and he was fucking her as hard as he could. Her long legs were around his back, holding him in tight against her sexy naked body.In a few minutes he pulled away and turned to swim off, just to be replaced by the next guy; a huge black guy... One hour later, every naked man in the pool had fucked Ana’s tight cunt. Some of them had pulled my wife. I never spoke about my combat tours or the Medal. By Tuesday morning, the ones who hadn’t seen me on Colbert had seen the show on YouTube or some other online channel. Some of the vets saluted me when I arrived. I shut that down quickly.I didn’t have any summer classes at UGA. There just weren’t any classes or seminars for grad students. That didn’t mean I could take the summer off. Summer was when a lot of professors worked on their next papers or books, and doctoral candidates worked on their. I mustered courage and entered her cabin but she was not there.After a while, she entered with the same radiance and I began noticing again.She sat down and said that she didn’t expect such performance from me in the viva and asked me to wait after college for the remedial lecture.I immediately agreed as I thought that would mean more time with her.I said yes and that sorry for before.She said both of us knew what I was looking at.My face was red with shame and then she said to not worry about.