Howard, her unsuspecting, trusting husband would never know her secret. But she was still faced with the torturous problem of what to do about her pre...icament. Who could she turn to? Who among her friends and acquaintances could she trust to understand? Understand and have the experience to be able to guide her through these troubled paths? Marsha? Pauline? Gladys? No... they were good at bridge and gossiping, but not at advice of this nature. There was no one.Wait there was one woman, a woman. Denise said to Anne, "Look. We all know what's going to happen next week and for the foreseeable future. You'll be getting up and leaving before Stan and I wake, then you'll be working flat out before arriving home late and wanting nothing more than to go to bed... to sleep! So we'll have to make the most of what time you can spend with us." Yes," continued Stan, "so with that in mind, Denise and I have decided to ask you something."Stan stopped. He looked at Denise, who looked excitedly. I was put up in a very decent hotel and spent many evenings on my own and eating alone.During one evening (a Thursday I believe) I wandered down to the bar as I was bored.At a table in the middle of the room were a group of middle aged American ladies drinking and playing Quarters. I had never heard of the game before so asked if I could join them and play the game.None of the ladies were absolute stunners by any means, but one caught my eye. She was pretty with a nice body and she was Barbara.. We had this wonderful relationship together, and we weren't gonna wanna end it, ever. So, I took my ring his father gave me and asked him,” I explained.They both nodded in approval.“Well, congratulations you two, that's more than a little fast though,” Alicia said.Then I decided to tell them the other news.“We know, and we're trying to get pregnant too,” I replied.They both really stunned looks.“Wow, you two really just cut to the chase don't you?” Scott asked.“Well, we just really got that.