I cleaned the house, did the laundry, cooked the meals (and yes, I watched the soap operas) and in general did what good little house wives do. One da..., about a month after Diane had gone to work full time, I was in the laundry room sorting the clothes and getting ready to wash them when I noticed the white crust on the crotch band of a pair of Diane's black lace panties. Until then I had managed to go through eight years of marriage without ever once being suspicious of Diane or harboring. “I’m sure you two want to freshen up, so why don’t the ladies use the restroom, and Dan and I will make another drink and turn on some music. After a few minutes both ladies came out of the restroom, and looked fantastic. Dawn sat next to Dan on the loveseat and Kim next to John on the sofa.Both ladies sat with their backs to the men’s chest as they sat angled on the furniture. “Everyone ok?” Dan asked.The four looked around the room at each other, smiled, the ladies laid their heads back on. " Very well, Good night."A wobbly walk to the bedroom, a quick visit to the bathroom and I was out like a light. Hey who could blame me? It had been a big day!Saturday started out pleasantly. Ava woke me with a little cold air in my face, some music and the announcement that I had time to take a shower before breakfast was served, and to please be dressed when I came to the kitchen, as Serenity was serving breakfast.The shower itself was the first revelation of the day. There were multiple. “On the other hand, you’re right. They’re racist blokes, the lot of them, real pricks that are more bollocks than brains. And their wives, sisters, mothers, daughters, etc. are scarcely better to be frank. It goes against my medical training to be too callous about their fates, but I also recall what they probably think of me, which helps,” Anne admitted rather candidly to me.“Oh, fuck ... oh, fuck ... oh, fuck!” I heard someone shout and looked closer outside the hospital tent where I was.