Never did get his name, though.I was rummaging through my desk drawer to see if I could find Hector's address when I noticed the message indicator fla...hing on my home phone. I don't like to use the cell phone for all my calls, so I kept the digital phone. Sometimes I forget to check it. So now I displayed the messages, and saw there were three of them from the same number -- Gary – the guy who manages the marina where I keep Nocturne.So I listened a little more intently that I might have, and. She was stunned that her “squeaky clean” husband was so broadminded that he would go through with it with such apparent ease. She was pissed off at her friend for lending herself to the conspiracy with her husband. And she was ashamed of herself for not controlling her own primal behavior at the party. She was remorseful for having gone along with it in the first place. And she was shocked that she acted like a party whore in the presence of those attractive men who caused her libido to. He sat down with a heavy sigh and popped open a cold one. “Damn, so much better. I love it out here It’s so quiet and the flowers look nice,” he said trying to strike up a conversation. “You seem to be very good at gardening. Did you plant the vegetable garden yourself?” I asked him. “Yes I did,” he said proudly “It’s doing very well this year. We’ve had just enough hot days and I keep it watered.” “It looks great. You have any other hidden talents?” I asked intrigued. “I cook a fantastic. I simply will not stop until you say you are satisfied…..and your sexual satisfaction IS my goal… I might not have conveyed that in our last exchange…..as I got the distinct impression that you thought I was simply being the old boyfriend you knew….. Martha….if you’re still reading….I surmise that you are at least interested or else you would be telling me that I am moral reprobate…. condemning me by now….. Martha….I want to make love to you……always have….always will….. Even If I am unable to.