But this particular entry in my diary, to say the least, could be interpreted as a direct insult to my husband's manhood. I can only imagine the agony... this entry must have caused him. When he finally gathered the courage to confront me I could see the pain and hurt in his eyes.My immediate reaction was anger. But only briefly did I entertain the thought of attacking him for invading my privacy. And I do mean briefly...Instead, my heart ached for him as he stood before me like a beaten man.John. Each passing minute was filled with her heated desire flaming up into a volcano of passion that sucked her down into the depths of terribly guilty mortal sins and images of the most passionate writhing embraces which were totally inappropriate for a young girl of such tender years.When she had started the babysitting duties it was primarily a way to earn extra money to buy nice things. A lot of the other girls were taking money for their favors from the older married men who were constantly on. ..bra and panties...all...the time..."You won't believe this!" Try me." I woke up this morning and there he was! Trying on my underwear!" You don't say?" And he had this weird, blissful expression on his face." So, what you'd do?" Well, I forbid him to wear any of mine, that's for sure. And then said that if he wanted some to wear, he should go out and buy his own!" And?" And he did! Raced out of the house like it was on fire and came back with three bags full. He's worn nothing-but, all day.". On Wednesday the girls wanted to study for finals, they were all worried about their GPA’s. I told them just to relax, and they’d do fine.Thursday, I went to the football stadium to hit some balls, just to get my nerves under control and spent two hours hitting balls with my irons. I was aiming for the middle of the goalposts. I was in the zone and just concentrating on hitting my PW 110 yards. Coach Wilson came up to me and said, “I wish we could kick field goals as easily as you hit that golf.