How couldanyone blame her for feeling cheated? How could anyone blame her fordespising me? How could anyone blame her for blaming me for herdisillusio...nment and our divorce, when not even I could? I glanced aboveWendy's head to the mirrored wall behind her. Just look at what shemarried!Suddenly I knew what I'd come to say, what I wanted to tell her at longlast."I'm sorry Wendy," I blurted. "God I'm so so sorry. Please forgive me..."Words failed me after that brief outburst. And now I could no. Smiling into each other's eyes, they immediately fell into a passionate embrace, their hips grinding hard against each other, their lips locked in a long kiss.Gloria felt the crotch panel of her skimpy panties dampening as the kiss lengthened. It must have something to do with the fact that she had not achieved her own orgasm during Bill's earlier ambush of her in the shower, she assumed.About that time, their drinks arrived. Gloria had ordered a gin and tonic while both men had opted for. You know damn well I trust her — well, mostly," he admitted. "Besides she knows she's on video all the way. Not to say anything about the troopers who just went down in front of her in one of the other Escalades. We're going to share our vehicles with the security people until they get theirs in." That's the reason the General is ordering Escalades, isn't it? With the tinted windows, it will be hard to tell we even have security, at least until they get out of the vehicle for some reason." Yep.. In fact it bored me. I did it a little to be sociable at Uni but deep down hated that lifestyle. He could see my answer in my face. "How about I drop you home mate?" he askedThis shocked me. At no point did Joe seem interested in my prescence nor cared about how I was to get home."Well I could always catch the Number 21 home..." But Joe cut me off. "..Look I'll be blunt. I need help shifting some boxes into me car, moving my brother's stuff out. Help me with that and I'll drop you home." he.