" Oh." My knees slowly bent, and I leaned over as if I was about to place more papers on the pile. I seemed to be acting on instinct rather than purpo...efully. "How are you going to get him to, um, you know, repeat-" I interrupted my rambling question. "You said he did it because the bitch next door had aroused him." Just keep your eyes on the pile of papers, Silvie." She pushed me, and I fell to my hands and knees."Connie?" I asked in surprise."We have to recreate the exact circumstances." She. He had a rough six years and was trying to save his marriage for the sake of his three k**s. Cher had meet him she created a story about an uncle that had brought her from the PI She was being rapped by the uncle, how she was ashamed to tell her parents as he had the money in the family. Brad set her up in an apartment, which she manipulated into becoming the new women. Ahh now I understand this take note.Nori and I returned to the group, Cher went into the kitchen I followed and said hey I am. "Yeah, I like a nice piece of steak too." She sat back and smiled like a cat who'd just eaten the canary, knowing she'd caught me trying to save my ass. Fortunately, she didn't punish me on the topic and we finished our meals with no further asinine remarks from yours truly. And yes, she finished every savory morsel of her heavy meal, with only a few scraps remaining on her plate."So Gilbert, what's your wife like?" she asked as the waitress walked away with our dirty plates.Her question caught. My wife has a good job, and is a good mother to the children. Life has treated me pretty well so far. I only live about ten minutes from the bowling lanes.As I turn on our street, Bob starts to sing the song Ivory."Ivory"You were born with a face that would let you get your wayYeah you had everything you wanted child, that is until the dayyou know you're much too fine and free, IvoryYou've been dressed in a vest, every minute of your dayYou walk into a room, stand in a lit shadeIs your timer.