When he was upside down, the giggles turned to shrieks.When the bell rang, she was about to offer to get it. Mr. Pierce walked to the door without ask...ng her. He didn’t even set the boy down.“States Attorney’s Office,” the man at the door said. “We have reports of serious child abuse here.” He walked in already unzipping his parka.“Well,” Mr. Pierce said, “they abuse us horribly, but nobody here is serious. This is,” now that the newcomer could see her, “Miss Wharton.”“Eric Stewart. I’m sorry. We took his car and went to a club somewhere in West Hollywood. When we got there he had a table with a bottle of high end vodka with all of the fixing. We went to town drinking and hitting on women and having a blast. After we finished a couple of bottles it was getting close to last call so he said we should go to the liquor store and get another bottle so we didn't have to stop drinking. So we left, bought another bottle at the liquor store and went back to his apartment to continue. However, she still performed her wifely duties in the bedroom and around the house without overt hostility. It was very strange. For example, she used to complain about my lack of foreplay and how I was slam, bam, thank you, ma'am, then would roll over and go to sleep. She stopped complaining about my performance. Or, before, if she got mad at me, I'd have to take my laundry off to have it done--that type of thing. Suddenly she did everything a man would want a wife to do, but there was still. *The dinner party goes by and near the end I decide to make the next move* I tap my champagne glass to get everyone's attentionMe: I'd like to make an announcement that everyone at this company has been doing very well and making me very proud to have I started this whole company from the ground up and I would like to say GeoGeo: Yes ma'am Me: I would like to speak with you about your performanceGeo looks like a deer in the headlights as I walk down the long table to his seat, I hand him a pink.