I stood facing the shower head, away from her, pretending to wash normally. She said nothing. I heard the sink running. I snuck a quick look back at h...r, trying to make it as natural a part of my washing as possible. She was in a pink robe, wearing her glasses (apparently she wore contacts during the day), her hair a bit messy. She was filling a small coffeepot at the sink, and she was looking in the mirror at me. Seeing me seeing her, she quickly smiled in an embarrassed way, shut off the. It was dark when I came to. My 'genuine' Rolex watch, bought off a barrow in Petticoat Lane for £25, showed I'd been out for almost three hours.Everything hurt: my head, my leg, my ribs, but most of all my pride.My many extra marital relationships during our marriage debarred me from claiming the moral high ground when discovering Miriam indulging in adultery. She was merely mirroring my behaviour, and many would say 'serves you right, you philandering bastard'. But for her to be shagging. .."Right affect, right gender, wrong person - a hopeful start.I walk through the office, not everyone is there at this time of themorning but the few that are turn their heads.I get to my desk and get started, check messages etc etc.I'm looking through Jenny's diary and look up, there's a group ofcollegues standing in front of my desk, I greet them. Louise is thefirst to talk."Did Virginia and Jenny tell you to wear that Chris?" No I bought it myself." When." About three years ago, I've only. She felt upset and bewildered that after submitting to all his demands, some of which she hated like the anal stuff, he just dropped her. But one lesson learned, she’d not be so easy in the future and not so bloody naïve either. After two more meetings which didn’t turn out well – one guy who had an Audi and took her for a ride to a quietd spot in the country. It wasn’t as if they had really got to know each other when his hands were everywhere. This was not the guy she craved for, a guy who.