Right in front of me. In real life. There was no turning back. As fast as the relief of my cock blowing my load came, the fear of watching my wife fuc...ing another man took over. My wife sat there and took in that this was really happening as she looked at my cum on the floor. There was a silence for about 20 seconds before josh told her to start getting undressed. She stood up and slid her dress off. She stood there naked as josh got up and kissed her. I sat there in disbelief as she got on her. ”“Not in his case. His kids took the boat. Left the trailer here with the sign. Either we sell it here, or somebody tows it home. I don’t think they want it.”“What’s the asking?”“Ten K,” she said. “‘Tween you ‘n’ me, though, seventy-five hundred oughta make ‘em squeal.”“Can you call ‘em and tell ‘em that?” I said.“Uh, up front, if I sell it, I get five hundred bucks.”I snickered. My Korean parents drilled into me the idea that what was offered first was NEVER the final price. “Offer ‘em. Falling forty odd stories off of an apartment building with three vials of instant death lodged in my stomach wasn't my favorite by a long shot. But I was just as dead, and it certainly didn't take very long.With Noah Guthrie dead, I needed to contact Angela's secret email and reconnect, but until I was able to wake up that was impossible, so I concentrated on getting better. For days I lay trapped in an inert body, unable to speak, open my eyes, or do much other than listen and think. The rest. “Where is she?”“Studio.”“Is she alone?” Wendy shook her head. “A model?” Another head shake. “You’d better take us there.” A nod.Fifteen minutes of silence later Wendy pulled up behind the studio. Melody and Lissa were frantically silent when I looked back at them. They were holding onto each other like that would save the world. Wendy slammed on the brakes and we all piled out and rushed the door. We pushed through the clothing and found Kate sitting alone in the middle of the studio floor..