" Unfortunately his wife didn't and I could tell he wasn't lying because of my interaction with her answering the switchboard when she called for him.... Man what a bitch! She didn't call much but when she did you could tell she was pissed and ready to rip him a new one. I would always take a message even if he was available to keep her off him while he was at work hoping maybe she would cool down by the time he got home and he wouldn't catch it as bad. I really couldn't stand her. I had been. I’ll go check. I’m gonna put on my swim shorts. Don’t worry I have regular shorts too.” He laughed.Trent took off upstairs to change I rolled a few joints cracked a beer and let myself out to the back patio to stretch out on a lounge chair.Trent came down a few minutes later with an already let joint, plopped down in the lounge next to me and passed the joint.We smoked, drank and listened to Snoop and Dre for a few hours till Trent suddenly sat up and said “Dude I’m starving. I’m gonna make. .. ahhh ...spent some time with the wife it makes them uncomfortable. We all have our little secrets and kinks, special intimacies husbands shouldn't know about." True enough, I thought morosely. Claire had let slip one morning her exultation that she'd worn down eleven men in a single night in some contest they'd held. It depressed me. As only one man my chances with her seemed all the more hopeless, whatever the game."But mainly, no man wants to risk tangling with a husband. Whether a. She’d been much younger then. It was just a phase, her parents had been assured. The psychiatrist had been mostly right.The motion of the vehicle stopped, and she suddenly felt too afraid to peep. What if it was the same men transporting her who’d hurt her so badly? What if she played dead, and they just ... dropped her off and left her alone? Maybe alone in the woods somewhere, where the only things she would have to worry about were exposure and wild animals. That would be okay. That was.