"But it was none of my business. It still isn't." Connie, I don't know what to say!" I was blushing bright red, Icould feel it. "Then don't," Conni... replied. "Maybe you know what you're doing,and maybe you're in over your head. It's between you two. Ifyou'd ever like to talk more, you know where I am. Meanwhile, doyou think you'll have the Callahan invoices ready for faxing by thetime we quit tonight? I've got other several places I need to beyet tonight, I almost always do. And would. Over a year had gone by since I started my new job. It was hard when I couldn't be there for my sons' birthday and the holidays because I was always on the road. I had only seen Marci a couple of times when she came to pick up the boys. She was so beautiful and I missed her so much. We never said much to each other, but every time I saw her I realized how stupid I was.Before I knew it another year had past. One day when I was home my mom told me Marci wanted to see me. I was almost elated, but. The way the husband looked at me, said that he wanted to fuck me. The way the wife looked at me, said that she knew where my hands had been. Thom and I made small talk, then headed on. We walked past a waterfall and Thom said, “I’ll bet this is where a lot of people turn around.” “Let’s go a little further.” I said with a naughty grin. We walked maybe a half mile further and into a thick section of the forest. I couldn’t see more than a ten yards behind us and maybe fifteen in front of us. In. My head was swimming with all the data Dr. Masters had poured into it. Mama and Alexis were beyond solicitous and supportive as I signed the necessary consent forms. Then a nurse appeared to lead me out of the office and further down the corridor to the surgical wing.My two companions helped me to the car three hours later. I was still woozy from the sedatives and anesthetic. Radical Bilateral Orchiectomy. They had resolved my hormonal conflict, all right. I wished Doctor Masters had been a.