We went into the dining room, which was only half-full. I asked for a quiet table in a corner, and they were able to arrange that for us. We sat down,...Sandy took my hands in hers, and we looked lovingly into each other's eyes for a moment until we became aware of a waiter discreetly hovering near us.Sandy said, "We're celebrating tonight! We want to start off with a nice bottle of champagne." Of course. I'll have it right out."As we sipped champagne and studied the menu, Sandy told me more. It was at these moments that I realized how much I cherished my wife. She was everything I ever wanted and continues to make me happy in every way. It was my shame as a husband-as a man- to fail her as I am. I’d drift to sleep regretful but uncertain what to do. That day at work she was all I could think of. I closed the door to my office during my lunch hour and called home, hoping to speak with her but only getting her voice on the answering machine. I promised myself that tonight things. I had no idea....what was instore for me. I was about to dive,head first,into the the deep end of the pool. Problem was.....I could hardily swim. Everyone had been so nice and accomidating,I thought I was the one, taking advantage. In reality,my own desires would usher me into sexual enslavement. Ironically enough,I still get aroused just recalling it.This intire experience (last few weeks)was a jump into a land of exploration and hedonism, with no reins let alone supervision or even. She’s out of uniform. Or in uniform, I should say.Bob: I’m getting to that; I’m getting to that! Jeez hold your horses. Excuse my partner, Miss... Debby: Debby.Bob: Debby. Bill is rude and crude. What’s your last name?Debby: Uh, do I have to say?Bill: Afraid your mom is listening in?Bob: Or your boyfriend?Debby: Yeah, I guess so.Bill: Which, mom or boyfriend?Debby: I don’t have a boyfriend, I’m married. (Laughing) (Holy shit! It was Debby! But was she naked? I pulled off into a mall parking lot.