Recently, our business took a hard hit when one of our major clients packed up their local operation and moved it back east. Our monthly revenue fell ...36%. We had been dependent on this client for so long, that we thought we would have them forever. The business was still able to support itself, but our personal income took a big dive. Since we are self employed, we never had a 401 k or any substantial savings. Since I had to continue to run the business, there was no way I could get a job to. ”I read the card. Fred was a tax attorney with his own firm. I eyed him with doubt, “You want me to call your work phone number to talk about going to a sex club?”“Huh? Oh, sorry, wrong card ... uh.” Fred reached into his pocket again and pulled out a different card. “This is the one.”I looked it over. It had his name, his mobile phone number, email, and listed memberships in clubs like Swingers of America and Adult Club International.Fred explained, “I give that out to people I want to meet up. “I kind of like it.”“I would have gone back if other things hadn’t claimed my attention,” I said, smiling at Lissa and Melody. “Which reminds me—I’ve got funding for room and board in my scholarship. I have to go in on the first day of classes and get it moved to my account. Then it should go straight to the mortgage, I suppose.”“Yeah,” Melody agreed. “I’d like to put everything we make on that debt if we can.”“Hmm. I see your point,” Lissa said, “but let’s consider it another way. We took the. ..Just then I saw Kirk reach into his pocket a third time. Holy fuck, whatnow?My eyes shot wide. Oh God, there was now something humming over eachnipple?? HOW COULD ANYONE BE SO EVIL??"And do you Kitten, swear to the all knowing and all powerful God Almighty,that you will follow these vows, both public *and* private, to the verybest of your ability in fear of your everlasting soul until death do youpart?"This was it. This was the moment of truth. My last chance to stop thiswhole charade. My.