I guess it’s time to talk about the unhappy part of our marriage. As I mentioned earlier, I didn’t know Bob cheated with Jen. If I knew, it would ...have been all over right then. Jen had told me nothing else happened and I believed her, seeing Bob said the same thing. It was after he entered the insurance business that things seem to change. He worked a lot of late hours. He spent less time with the kids and it was almost like a one parent household. Don’t get me wrong here. Bob did a wonderful. My number was 11, and once the healthy brunette left there was now only 14 of us left. We were all given a partner, my partner was #12 she was a dark-haired Latina with huge breasts and a tiny little waist. We were told this was our partner for the next 12 weeks. I was happy she was Spanish. If I didn’t mention it I am Spanish and White. My father is White and my mother is Puerto Rican. I had been worried this might be a ‘Baywatch’ group. Remember Ashley is my gorgeous blonde room mate. My heart was once again beating quicker. I was soexcited. I was surprised at what I saw in the mirror. I looked exactlylike a girl. I looked like my sister. I turned on Lady Gaga, and starteddancing to her music. I was in heaven that afternoon. I just danced anddanced. I liked when the dress rose while I twirled around. It was justlike that Marilyn Monroe picture. I read my sisters girl magazines andplayed with her teddy bears. This was the second time in my life that Ifelt happy. It was like I. Then her parents got transferred to kerela and so they hired a maid to maintain the houe and help ashika. I did not go to her place after they hired the maid and so i did not know her.One day on a saturday, ashika called me to come to her house as she was bored to study alone and so i went to her place. I pressed the bell and the door was opened by her maid. She was a hoot black chick in a great yellow saree. She was only a year or two older than me. She was dark, sexy and had great assets..