Even though I was a bit younger than she, we seemed to click quite well. I arranged dates three nights a week and I was very generous in my payments s...nce I knew how much she needed it. I guess I wanted to make sure that she didn’t look elsewhere for income. I guess it worked, because she was always available whenever I asked, except for her minimum wage job work hours.This was different for a workaholic like me who had depended on sluts and gangbangs for my sexual release. Nothing personal in. None of them were surprised. They all looked openly interested. Nodding to Lars, I rose and addressed them all. From Mr. Swenson's reaction, this was not according to plan. Tough noogies.I said, "Thank you for inviting me here today. As Lars said, I have a PhD from Yale and soon expect to receive another from Dartmouth. My name is Siobhan Richards. I was born and raised in upstate New Jersey. You may know my brother Sean, CEO of Richards Enterprises." Another ripple. More new information. "Lars. .. The night started innocently enough. He went to the local corner bar, as he had every Friday night for the past two years, looking for nothing but distant companionship. Even though the last thing he wanted was to meet someone, he certainly needed the comfort he gleaned from the proximity of other people during this troubled time. It had been a long hard road back to sanity after the separation from the woman he still considered the "love of his life." The divorce papers he had received in. .. no, wait, what the fuck?” Brent said, clearly baffled and shaking his head.I sighed. “Yeah. What the fuck, indeed, Brent. What the fuck, indeed.”- - - -Brent’s bachelor party was arranged first. Brent’s best-man Andre was a bit miffed at not being allowed to plan it but Jess convinced Brent that it would be in his, and the whole group’s, best interest to allow her to arrange the shin-dig. While it was a bit weird letting his girlfriend’s best friend arrange that sort of thing, he also knew.