I hated the pain she was putting me through, but I couldn't help fantasizing hotly in secret about her with them in steamy sex scenes. I soon also di...scovered she wasn't as genuine to me as she pretended, and the shock of discovering her slating of me behind my back turned my world upside down. I was torn to bits by it; and it caused such intense emotional turmoil for me I went on antidepressants. Perhaps, I've since wondered, was she a habitual teaser and control freak, and somehow got off on. And he paid you for the time off.Turnover in his office and factories were the lowest in the state, someone had to pass or move away before there was an opening. Every woman got roses and chocolates on her birthday, and every man got something in line with his hobbies, be it a box of golf balls, a new fishing reel, or fine cigars. Executives came to his business to observe his operation, and while many changed nothing, a few copied him.They insisted I join them, and for ninety minutes I forgot. "Huw! Call for an ambulance."Huw walked quickly away.Nick was still feeling groggy but he could now see and breathe reasonably. He turned his attention to Sally again. Gareth was still gently rinsing her eyes.Nick took her hand. "How are you doing, little one?" he asked softly.There was no answer but a slight squeeze of his hand.Nick tightened his hold on it slightly. "It's all over now, Little Tiger," he said quietly. "We're both safe. There's nothing to worry about."There was another slight. Her husband told her that they would be staying in the Bordeaux region of France and that there were many things to do in addition to golf. Peggy was thrilled with the thought of being in France for three weeks. She had to take an unpaid leave of absence from her job but the money wasn’t even a concern. On the flight over to France, Peggy looked over the brochure. The guys and their wives would be playing a number of golf courses in the Bordeaux region including the Medoc les Vignes golf.