My father wanted me to meet at the apartment so he could talk to the manager. I notified Jude and set the appointment. While I was there the ladies ...ressed like the girl next door. The manager told my father that these ladies were having loud parties late into the night. Jude told my father that she was a waitress at a bar (not a stripper). She told him it wouldn’t happen again. The manager let them stay in the apartment. A couple of days later Jude asked me if I could come over. She looked up and he saw tears in her eyes. “I think I may have hurt myself, my stomach is very sore.” she cried as she grabbed his out stretched hand. “I can’t see my groceries, what am I going to do.” “Don’t worry,” Dave assured her, “I will get your groceries, let’s look after you first.” He lifted her up and helped her to a nearby bench. Sitting her down, he went and retrieved her groceries and brought them back. “Now lets have a look at you, will I call an Ambulance?” No, No, I don’t want. I was tempted to ask him what he had in mind. But decided it might be more fun to wait and be surprised. Upon our arrival, we checked into the hotel and quickly made our way up to our room. Even though we hadn’t talked about sex that much in the car, I knew we were both on the same page and were ready for it immediately. My husband didn’t disappoint me. No sooner had we closed the door behind us and set our bags down, he was unzipping my dress and pushing me towards the bed at the same time.. ”Immediately Jake saw the sadness creep over Danny’s face and he replied as soon as he noticed, “Yes, yes Danny you have put me through a lot,” a pause, “but it’s alright! Let’s face it I didn’t exactly make life easy for you did I? My reaction to what you said the other night was pathetic! If anyone should be sorry it’s me. I’ve been a jerk about the whole thing Danny and I promise you, hand on heart, I will do whatever it takes to make it up to you!”“Anything?” Danny responded.