She seemed so happy when they got married last November, it was sad that six month's later she was disappointed in her marriage. She even confided in ...e that she cheated on her husband and almost left Dean for her yoga instructor. Unfortunately for Alice, the yoga instructor was cheating on her.Of course, Alice is cheating on Dean with me, a little voice whispered. I frowned, was it cheating, really? We were just two friends giving comfort to each other. Alice needed some intimacy that she. So she went to check it out. She went to the Western Wall and there he was, walking slowly up to the holy site.She watched him pray and after about 45 minutes, when he turned to leave, using a cane and moving very slowly, she approached him for an interview."Pardon me, sir, I'm Rebecca Smith from CNN. What's your name?"Morris Feinberg," he replied."Sir, how long have you been coming to the Western Wall and praying?" For about 60 years." 60 years! That's amazing! What do you pray for?" I pray. The sky, a glorious clear blue when they'd set off, was turning a stormy grey, clouds rolling in on the horizon and she shivered a little in his arms as the temperature began to fall.Pulling her closer, he rolled onto his side, catching a glimpse of some emotion in her eyes before their lips met and eyes drifted shut. Her mouth clung to his as her hand slipped round beneath his shirt to rest between his shoulder blades, hugging him tightly to her as she draped one leg over his hip, trapping him. 'Are you still hungry?', I asked with a smile on my face as I could at least aim to have a normal dinner conversation. He chuckled, automatically recognising my ploy and looked me straight in the eyes. With his deep husky voice he replied,' Why? Do you have something you want me to eat?'. Finished. Game over. The monster had been released. It was my fault and I was going to pay for my crimes.The shock to my groin had made me choke on the wine I was sipping and my napkin was drenched in the red.