She's currently 37. She doesn't mention how long, but it seems that since she got married, she hasn't had much sex at all, as her husband is very busy...and is not home often. She tells the director that she's a housewife, but the tone of her voice says shes not loving that lifestyle. When asked if she likes sex, her mood brightens, foreshadowing how fun this video will be. She enjoys having passionate sex the most, but misses it very much because her husband is not giving. She mentions that shes. “No problem, I assume it’s a puzzle to outsiders.”Dale smiled. “Much obliged.” He bowed slightly and followed.They walked together in silence for a few minutes, he didn’t press her with anecdotes, and the quiet was welcome. She didn’t point out where her dog was buried, or where she’d kissed a schoolmate for the first time. No, this silence was good. It kept her from making a fool of herself.A question arose in her mind as they rounded the last bend. “What were you doing out there in the rain?”. After in the evening I thought to go for a walk so I opened my door and one middle old man standing out and smoking and he looked at me and smiled and so I replayed to his smile and he said he is the one staying next to my room so we shake hands and we started speaking and I took my cigarette and he given me his lighter so we started smoking together and talking about business and places stuffs. And he told that they came to this holy place for their son who going to marry soon so before that. But really I didn’t do it, Peterson did, the fuckhead. Nobody forced him to piss his case away. I didn’t do anything spectacular, like Cochrane did with O.J. or Darrow with Leopold and Loeb, all I did was run a solid defense and not let him get away with sloppy prep. And Pete, who I guess had come in thinking he had a walkover, got rattled when the rookie didn’t stumble over her own panties and botched it still more.I still hate the result, given what I know. But Irving’s right, it’s just that.