.Sam began to laugh out loud with a laugh like he had never emitted before. Not the jovial sound of a happy soul, but the fierce cackle of a mind gone...mad. "Yes, vengeance is the special on our menu today," he thought darkly, "and, like Teresa has always said, 'A dish best served cold.'"Sam started to type as his plan began to form.August 19, 2010:Teresa returned from her business trip, a contract for a new multipurpose retail/living community in her pocket. Something that would occupy her for. “Before we go any further, I need to let you know that our call is being recorded. Do I have your consent to continue recording?”“Listen, you piece of shit. I was with my wife when they gave me that fucking thing. You happy now? She’s gonna divorce me for this!”“I’d be only too happy to discuss the events of your day, but for legal reasons, I’m afraid we can’t continue until the matter of recording the conversation is resolved. Do I have your permission to continue recording?”“No!” he bellowed. "So, give me the run-down, man! Was she as bad as the rumors say? She was very snotty when she came in!" Dale inquired anxiously."Worse! Dude, no offense, but your sister is a pain in the ass! In my case, she's a pain in the groin! She really needs an attitude adjustment! She acts as if someone taught her that men should serve her! My dick is hurting bad! It is sore with a capital S! If I get the chance, I would literally rape her ass!"She pretended all night that she would give out, but never. 17:0000:00... 18:0001:00... 19:00 dinner at hotel outside02:00... 20:0003:00... 21:0004:00... 22:00 Relaxing playtime, try to sleepFollowing directions, we ate breakfast again in an attempt to minimize jetlag issues. After we ate we had another somewhat shorter than normal exercise session. This time Chrissy let Beth take her turn with me even though it was Chrissy’s turn to be first all day.We had a heavier than usual lunch at dinner time clearing out leftovers. Dinner was going to be served.