"Louise is his third wife -- and he never got around to divorcing the other two!" No, he's about to leave her -- for a guy!" I screamed."All right, al...l right, that's enough," Tad said. "Whatever Louise tells you tomorrow, it won't be as bad as any of those. Now let's relax and see what's on TV."Thursday at lunch, Louise had apparently had time to prepare her little spiel. "Please don't -- ahh -- be too judgmental about this," she said as a preamble. "It's not as bad as it might sound to you, at. Put them on and enter the room,Mitch will be knocked out with chloroform and when you awake, you willhave a real pussy between your legs, and you will be in a scummy apartmenton the wrong side of town. Anyone who knocks on your door and slides ahundred dollar bill unde3r the door, you will service sexually. Saturday,when we meet for lunch I'll give you the choice of whether you want to getback to your normal life, or stay as a whore.But of course there has to be a reward if you make it through. " If Laura ever does," he glumly responded."Oh, when Ann comes back and tells her story, they'll all try to screw you to death to apologize for cutting you off." Like I said, we need to go tell them, and that's one thing I'm darn sure not looking forward to." It is not necessary for you to return to the Retreat," the Ship said aloud. "Your wives are waiting for you in the lounge." Oh, shit," Jeff said barely above a whisper as he put Arlene on her feet and stood.Arlene smiled at her worried. I also told him that I wouldn’t post any more nude photos of myself thereafter. Lowell snorted, his fat cheeks forming his condescending smirk that everyone of my fellow employees came to dislike. “I don’t think that will be good enough for me to overlook this professional indiscretion. I have the managerial responsibility to take swift action to prevent this from possibly hurting our company’s reputation!” Lowell stated loudly. “Now, how badly do you want to keep your job?” he asked. I.