He cocked his head a bit to one side.I nodded. "Yeah ... all three." No. I don't believe it." he whispered.I shrugged, dropped my hands and leaned bac...k in my chair."You're taking this much better than I would have expected." he said after a rather long and awkward pause.I smiled a tiny little bit. "I completely lost control of my emotions and abilities; blew up some trees outside my house and started a wild fire alongside the John Mosby Highway in the middle of a snow storm the other night.. Debbie began furiously going down on this much younger biker. Debbie began deep throating this teen as she licked his shaft down to his balls and started flicking her tongue all over his cock and balls. He just sat back on the bed guzzling down a beer as my wife lustfully sucked his cock. Being a young stud it would not take him long to get off. Then Butch told Dave “you got to fuck her for her to get her wings”. Now she had only been working on this young stud for a short time and you knew. Isighed, noting the change in her face as I passed into what she thoughtwas my blind side. The mirror over the sink gave her away. Nothingcould be further from the truth.In the mirror I checked my makeup, noting a need to touch-up mymascara. Realty executives need to look their best, even going home.While I fixed my makeup, I thought back on one of the differencesbetween men and women. If Shirl and I had been male, a fight, probablyin a bar, would have ensued. We'd beat the snot out of each. Of course, no one would ever understand that reality unless they’d been there or had the superpower of total honesty. In my academia, a dedication to mindful inquiry stopped well short of delving candidly into sexual matters between student and professor. Considering that the young women in question had been the instigators and very willing participants was not in the realm of possibility among the jury of my peers. In the age of #MeToo, my conviction and disgrace would be immediate, profound.