My life become one of memory and fantasy. Memories of days, nights, experiences, with Julie and Anne, and other women, some of whose names I could not...even remember, some of whom I was surprised to realize I had known twenty or thirty years earlier, were incomparably more vivid than Lynn’s infrequent, wraithlike presence. I masturbated to those memories considerably more than I had sex with my wife. And I masturbated to rented videos, seeking out those which featured women who bore some. ”“I’m so sorry. I didn’t really mean to do that. I was teasing…”“Wait. You think I’m angry with you? Not even close. You flashed my husband and he came right here, dropped off his purchases, and said he was heading home. He was going to find his little blue pill. Thanks to you flashing him and the science of modern medicine, I’m going to get laid tonight. It’s been a few months since the last time. Listen. Anytime you want to flash my husband, you have my permission. Oh, gotta run. . Somehow her passwords were used to steal massive amounts of money from client accounts she had sole access to. The funds, which totaled just over $87 million, were never recovered, and since she wouldn't return the money she was given the maximum sentence allowed by the state."Can you believe it? I have to stay in this hell hole for fifty fucking years. My life is ruined," she said, wiping away the tears with her shirt."I won't let you stay in here for that long. No matter what it takes, I will. Her wavy black hair sat seductively on her shoulders, accentuated by her long black eye lashes defined by her piercing blue eyes. Her skin looked so smooth, slightly tanned and well cared for, craving for my touch. She would smile at me so sweetly, and stare at me in a flirtatious manner. I could not help fantasising about this woman, she was very attractive."Christ! Who turned up the heating?" I mumbled annoyingly to myself, slapping my forehead.Chris lay closely, against my side with his arm.