The desert arrived and as she sat down she slid her list alongside my bowl. We regarded it as if it was a lethal weapon for a second or two, then I re...ched into my work jacket, hung conveniently to hand behind the door and slid my own list towards her. you could have heard a pin drop. Silently between mouthfuls of rhubarb crumble, I read her list, each line a fascinating revelation, that had me forgetting to swallow the crumble!It read, I have slowly come to the conclusion that it may be an. Either way, he couldn't lose.They all stopped for pizza on the way home. His dad's favorite pizza was Home Run Inn and their drive back was the perfect opportunity to take a short detour so we could share with everyone. By the time they got home it was already pushing nine o'clock.Their parents went into the den and were having drinks at the bar. Brent's little sister Nicole had already passed out and his dad carried her up to bed. So now he and Sherry were watching TV. The remote control was. (Refer to "The Tale of Teresa Scalia") Down but not out, Terri contemplated how she would balance the accounts.A major fund-raiser for the local children's hospital was coming up. The theme was "Midsummer's Evening Renaissance" with the setting in the city park. Local restaurant and tavern owners had set up various booths for the patrons to sample their fare. Entertainment had been booked including strolling musicians, jugglers, and mimes. One special entertainer featured a court jester and his. And... and there's some black guys coming home with me... and... and they want you to be... undressed when they get there." You reluctantly told your beautiful wife, and you felt so jealous when she agreed.On the way home hearing their trash talk about you and your wife, and what they were going to do with her, made you feel so inferior and humiliated.Then as you arrived home, your heart was pounding even harder, as you knew what was going to happen, and there was nothing that you could do.