Text message:"So the fantasy I had. We are having a few drinks. Bonfire. Friends are over and it's getting late. People are starting to get up and say... goodbye. Couple people picking up chairs. You tell people don't worry about it we will get it. I'm sitting by fire sipping a beer. You head into the house. You stumble along the way and I can tell you're well buzzed. You go to the bedroom and put on some sweats and a tshirt. I make my way towards the house as you come back to the kitchen.. I said yeah damn thing is hot every where. He leaned in close to me and said I think Mark and your wife are messing around. I looked at him and said What? He said I saw them both go in the house and it was almost twenty minutes before they came out. I told him he had to be mistaken. He said OK maybe I am and he walked away. I caught my wifes attition and she came to see what was up. I told her what Joe had said. She smiled and said she'd handle it. In a few minutes I saw her and Joe talking ,. Dan continued to do what he was doing in visiting the schools and seeing other patients from those areas on Saturdays.One of the patients was a two year law student who after a little conversation suggested that Dan set up a corporation for this business. He offered to help Dan to do that which he did and Dan waived his charge for the eye examination.This student also broke the news that Dan needed to file quarterly with the IRS and the State in regard to income tax. Dan hadn’t thought of that. I calmly said, "Have you done any modeling? I'm a free-lance photographer and would like to do some portraits of you." Lynn replied, "Well, not really, but I've been thinking of going to modeling school and could use a portfolio." I said, "Well, it just happens that I do portfolios." We exchanged phone numbers and promised to get in touch with each other. I reached out to shake her hand and when she also reached out, the front of her damp dress was exposed, revealing again the garter straps.