It was about 9:30am, her usual time.We were in the foyer when Tracee noticed us. She was with Marsha andGeorge Brown of sales in the living room in t...e midst of a discussion."Oh, the cleaning ladies are here. Excuse me, I need to speak withthe girls for just a minute," and then Tracee walked over to us. "Iam sorry about this. I had no idea George would be here and we have aserious matter to take care of," she said in a low voice. "Fabiola,can you please take Roseline with you and start. So, I focused onyour kissing of me and paid less attention to other elements of ourcongress, except your luscious fundament," she chuckled then settledinto a soft, enigmatic smile.She looked me right in the eye. I was looking her in the eye as well,wanting to understand her but not fully grasping her explanations ofherself."Oh, cheri. I like the way you look at me." How is that?" You look with no pity. You did not set yourself above me to study thepoor fallen woman. I am not fallen," she. Brien had tied Chet and the two had a good laugh, “Well done Captain!”Ben was up next with a fourteen-foot putt. The ball died about six inches from the hole. He tapped it in for a bogy.“What do you think Ben?” Dar asked him. Dar had a sixteen-foot putt from the other way and it was slightly up hill.“The grass has dried out and the greens are running a bit fast. Plus, you have that uphill action. You’re going to have to hit the ball as though the hole is twenty feet away.” Ben advised, “Looks. One day Marcie came home very upset and told me that Robert was dead, shot by his wife. She didn't go into any other details but shortly afterwards she quit, and never worked again.Our marriage did not improve. She became surly and argumentative. I would like to say she had some redeeming features or good traits but I can't. I would try to avoid her as much as possible, but it was difficult. To make matter worst she was pregnant. I was hoping the new baby would improve our home situation but it.