Then sounds of knocking were heard. "Oh, you are making me wait, I like that," he said through the door. My hand went to a hand towel, and it brought ...o my face. My tears were washed away, as I did my best to contain myself again. Bullshit wasn't an option on the gift, so I just opened the door, but more few tears escaped to progress down my face. As he saw me, his facial muscles portrayed a sad face. "What's wrong, Donna?" he wondered. "I'm sorry, Jack, I forgot our anniversary," I said, as I. "The inadvisability of this should have been obvious but to the sex-fuddled Julie, it just seemed natural. She really did see nothing sordid or shameful about the transaction at all. It had brought both of them great pleasure and earned her a nice amount of extra cash.But it was what that cash meant that mattered more. What it meant about her as woman. Her logic was warped and twisted but it was a kind of logic, nonetheless.“When he called to say wanted to see me again, I just had to say. So, at the day of the week, at the time of day, assigned for suitors to take up the challenge, with her dark eyes and her ragged clothes, she enters the palace.They question her, as they had questioned those before her, in the palace’s central court, where the King’s daughter, the courtiers, the servants, and many of the citizens and also visitors to the town have assembled.What is your name?— They call me you, there.What is your profession?— I am a goatherd.Where are your goats?— They have. I found out later Sheri and this girl Linda Allen had been having a sexual thing as she called it for a few weeks but they each also liked boys. I said Sheri could bring her friend around but she said Linda was not that open minded “YET”. We laughed and three of us had a nice three-way. Karen and I soon found ourselves for the first time alone since we got married. We had been so involved with the kids and our own sexual enjoyment we had not missed our friends and a few outsiders we knew were.