If they caught us in the act, would they laugh it off or charge us with something?When we got to the Hutchinson River Bridge at the end, I said, “Lo...ok, I’m going to turn the car around, just in case we have to leave in a hurry.”“I get it, you certainly are thorough. You think of everything.”I was still concerned with the logistics and I looked around. Across the tracks was a large housing development, Co-op City. It appeared that the apartment windows were too far away for anybody to see into. ”Turn after turn he ripped around with his car, trying to show off how he could drive, as well as how the car could handle. She could see that coming a mile away and acted calmly, like it was nothing unusual, because for her it wasn’t. Around 10:20 they arrived at a drive in movie theatre, 10 minutes early for the next showing of Cruel Intentions. He felt like she knew all this was coming at some point, the way she acted so confident yet cute about it. He just went along with everything,. She couldn’t quite bring herself to describe Clementine’s interference with her, or the sex-toy currently planted in her pussy.“How did this happen, Helen? Who brought the camera to the party? Who started the filming? Wait, the video guy’s in on it as well, the guy you recommended to me …” Her mind was working furiously now, trying to make connections, as she sat wringing her hands. “Gavin can’t have been there, can he? So who was it? Who would have done that, Helen, who hates me that much?”Her. I’d never seen or even heard of anything like it.“Nice,” I said.“Thanks, I figured it would make things easier for me if not for you whenever you came over. You know when you finally get to the point where your insufferable pride would finally allow me to pick you up,” he said.I didn’t answer him. My insufferable pride had nothing to do with things the way I saw them. It was more my overwhelming and undying rage at the betrayal of him and my wife that was getting in the way of allowing the.