The question was with whom. At that point, we decided that Vinny and I should draw another card and the loser would be the one who's wife would get fu...cked by Tony. My hand was shaking as I drew my next card. Vinny said shit when he looked at his card and threw the four of clubs onto the table, but that was easily enough to beat the two of diamonds that I had drawn. For the second weekend, Vinny and I drew and Vinny won, meaning he would get to lick pussy for 20 minutes. And since his wife was. OOoEmma laughed breathlessly, “Hell Nancy, I’ve got to beat this guy, please, I swear I’ll lock up and bring you the key… huh, please?” She and Randy were again on the rowers.“You two,” laughed the fitness club owner, “don’t you ever give up with the competitions? Uh huh, be sure to see the showers are shut down and the lights are off… and don’t get up to no good in the ladies shower Randy, okay?”“Five minutes Emma, the furthest in five minutes, I have to get home,” puffed Randy.Their race over. They were running it with four six hour shifts but she'd been inside this parked civil-class chimera across the highway from the Cult hideout for the better part of three local 'weeks'* and she was completely fucking sick of the damned thing.*(This looney tunes planet where every man and his grox owned a tank actually had days that were about 126.439 imperial standard hours long, so the locals called those days 'weeks' and broke them up into five imperial standard 'days' plus one or two extra. As an up and coming banker, he had to work the longest hours, to prove it should be him that received the next vice presidency the bank offered. Judith understood and tried to fill her lonely hours with volunteer work, lunches with the girls and a hobby or two.After two years of late hours and loneliness, Chad dropped the bomb. He was “seeing” another woman and she was expecting their child. He had to have been doing a lot more than just “seeing” this woman if she was pregnant and Judith.