I looked at my phone to try and cancel the progression of her eyes. I fiddled with my emails and then messages. I saw that one had come in as I allow...d myself a furtive glance back towards her.I was disappointed to read that James had called off our appointment; it was a shame as I was looking forward to seducing him. I swiped my phone, closed it and looked into her eyes. She stared at me like she already knew my dilemma. Maybe she did. Maybe I was being that obvious.I pulled at my handbag and. If I work hard, and make the bulk of the money, and without taking anything important away from her, I want to enjoy a $50,000 car on my commute to work, is that too much to ask? I mean, I make over a quarter of a million bucks a year. She makes like $40k. I think with how hard I work, I have the right to enjoy something better than a five year old demonstration that Soichiro Honda died, and his company's spirit with him.So when I started to see signs that she was cheating on me, well, it. Ron continued "How we'll play is that we'll take turns asking you a question, then you'll have a chance to answer, and if we think you answered truthfully then you'll move on to the next person without having to do a dare. But if you refuse to answer, or we think you're lying then you'll have to do a dare from whoever's turn it is." He then put his hand down towards the toys, "and like I said, these are to make the dares more fun."Lisa didn't say anything, and was just looking down at what Ron. Then, like a scene from an old western, everything got quiet. Behind the bar, Sam reached for his blackjack. ‘Easy Sam.’ Clay held up a hand. ‘Stay where you are and I’ll be out of here in a second. ‘Wheeler, you need to come outside. I’ll be waiting by your truck. There some things we need to settle. You know what. If you’re not there in few minutes, I’ll leave a reminder on that bird-shit yellow paint-job about when I’ll be back. So you might as well come on.’ Clay plugged the jukebox back in.