Personal shit that is nobody's damned business, but the fucking press just hounds and hounds and hounds. I think they get a tooth in and just won't le... go. They're worse than a Pitt Bull, well, except the dog usually has some conscience. I sure hope we can all deal with it. Like I said, I just feel like I want to hit some of those jerks."Then added, "I think I read somewhere that they're back in the country but not doing any more live performances. It's too bad, I saw one of their shows in LA. "Marcus, eh, hi. This is Jamie, Ann's husband. Listen, Ann had a realgood time last night and she would like to go out with you." Jamie, don't you mean to say that You want me to take your wife out on adate?" Yes, I guess I do." Then say it." Marcus, will you, will you please take my wife out on a date?" That's better. Yes, I would love to take your wife Ann out on a date.I will show her a good time and she can tell you all about it. Would youlike that?"Yes." And one more thing Jamie. I want. I kept playing with your fingers, rubbing and caressing them. You intertwined our fingers and kissed my hand. It got cold in the theater so I snuggled up to you for warmth. I had my jacket but you willingly supplied your warmth and took me into your arms.The movie was very good but I was more interested in watching you. To most, you would seem expressionless. You don't really display your emotions. It took me a long time to learn how to read you. It wasn't until the first time we made love that. She kept grabbing bigger ones and bigger ones and kept making remarks like, "I would love to have this in me." Then she started to get a lot of attention. Then she pulled me back to the private viewing rooms to watch a video. It was a small room barely enough room for 2 people with a tv screen and a coin slot for money and to one side, a hole in the wall. She pulled out a dollar and fed it into the machine and started to watch a porno with 2 girls eating each others pussy's. She started to rub.