Tuesday I lost my pocket book and before I had a chance to cancel my credit card, some body had made several purchases with it. My husband and I had q...uite the fight over the car and the credit card. We weren't exactly speaking to each other.Thursday afternoon I was late picking up our son after school for his dentist appointment and in my haste I quickly tossed some dirty clothes in the washer along with some detergent and left. When I returned home I found that I had poured half the box of. She quickly ducked behind the dining room curtain, affording her a full view of the living room without being seen.?I am sick and tired of your shenanigans, Diane. Your mother said you used to be a sweet, pretty, cooperative young girl, when I married her five years ago, but since her death last year you’re an entirely different person. You’ve become reclusive, difficult to talk to, secretive and just generally unpleasant to be around. I know her death has been difficult for you, it’s been hard. ”“Birgit never said anything but good things about you — that you were loyal, loving, caring, attentive, and that you always tried to do the right thing. She never said anything about you being anything other than the perfect partner. Why are you so hard on yourself?”“Maybe Birgit saw me for who I could be, instead of who I was. The problem is that her version of who I could be was pretty much the opposite of who I was going to be, according to my friend Joyce. And Joyce thought I was going to. No sooner than we’d taken up that position, I heard the keycard clicking in the door, followed by the door being slowly opened and looked over to see Greg peering into the room. My heart was pounding by now,and my ex wife was also getting into the “zone” as she was making sure whoever had come into the room was getting a very good view of her spread arse and pussy as she slowly rode me up and down.The door then closed, and although it was almost dark I could make out the outline of Greg getting.