I heard the door and thought how I would confront my wife. A short time passed and I figured that my wife was picking up her bikini and then I hear th... door shut again. I was confused until I heard the bed shift in the next room and my wife climbed back into it. Was she going to spend the night sl**ping with that black man? That was the cruelest insult of the night. My wife had not only fucked him but now she was snuggling up next to him to go to sl**p. I could imagine her naked body pressed up. . I’d like a ride ... please.”While this rather scattered introduction was in pre ... and post amble ... there were dignitaries and others of their ilk waiting and wanting to interrupt so they could press flesh and pose for the flood of cameras of the Media.What could be heard of the prattle in the background was variations of a theme ... the theme being ... mostly, “I wouldn’t have come if my campaign manager hadn’t called to say SHE was going to be here.” One may substitute any type of. "You mean they're blaming me for driving a truck and making a living? What the hell has the world come to? The guy out here trying to make a living is the bad guy and these idiots that have nothing better to do think they are the good guys. Maybe I lived too long already," I told the officer.The officer was laughing. "I agree with you, sir, but we are just here to keep the peace. It would be kind of hard fighting crime without vehicles."The college kids kept giving me the finger as they marched. But Reggie received a far better bargain from Dave than Dave ever realized.Dave didn't notice the changes that occurred between his wife and Reggie — how much friendlier they had become; how she sat close to Reggie on the couch when watching television; how her eyes would sometimes follow Reggie when he walked into the room.Dave knew his wife, and she would never cheat on him.Christy wore red bikini briefs made of silk that Reggie had bought for her to bed that evening. Dave lay beside her,.