This was the first time he was with us and we had some private time. But it's not like it was a sure thing, and the anticipation was hanging thick in...the air. Him and I hadn't even mentioned it all day.When she got home from work, we were downstairs watching TV. She came down and said hi to him as she plopped down next to me on the couch. He got up from the love seat to go upstairs to use the bathroom. Her and I chatted a bit. I told her that I'm sure he would love to mess around, and. I love you. I desire you so badly." So? I love you too, Bill." But Allison ... Shit. Here I go again, trying to get you to understand how frustrated I am! I'm only in my early 40s. I'm not dead yet." What is that supposed to mean?" It means that I'm not an old man. I still have real sexual desire and I want to express it with my wife. And my wife has no interest in engaging with me in that way." That's just not true. Honey, didn't we do it just a few days ago?" No! Allison ... a few days ago?. That was ten years ago.Over the years, she had finally told him that she was bisexual. After many discussions and many arguments, he had agreed to let her indulge herself from time to time, although that came with a few conditions: he had to have met the prospective partner; he wanted to make sure that it would be someone who would treat his wife well and not seem to be a psycho or blackmailer or something of the sort. They would, every few months, place an ad looking for someone for her, and. I would never say that! No Petey, JAP stands for ‘Jewish American Princess’. It’s kind of a slang term, and normally not a good one. Much of the ‘Valley Girl’ thing actually started as a play on that stereotype. Changing clothes all the time, the fashion, things like that. Even the nasal twang, classic Jewish American Princess stereotype.”“Besides,” Peggy said in the back. “I’m not a Jap, I’m a Gook!” she said proudly, and we all started laughing all over again.We chatted until we got to the.