Mary Alice would have spent one miserable sleepless night and never know why. Not 'red hot revenge' by any means, but I would know that I had caused h...er some pain and that would be enough for me. Tammy would never know why either. She might wonder why she never heard from me again, but she was young and she would get on with her life and in six months she probably wouldn't even remember me.There is a military truism that says no plan, regardless of how good it is, survives first contact with. I had a flash that Bobby was in there, possibly looking for something to steal, like my wife's jewelry or something like that, and I quietly moved the rest of the distance to a point where I could see in, hopefully without being observed, trying to catch him in the act.What I saw at that point was completely unexpected. Bobby was in there, all right, but it seemed that instead of going through my wife's jewelry, he had been concentrating on her clothes closet. Bobby was wearing a turquoise tank. What happened last night?It was useless. I was obviously drunk out of my mind last night and nowmy mind had returned and was trying to make up for lost time like airrushing into a vacuum.I remember that my wife said that she was leaving me. The kids werestaying with her mother as it was half term but my wife was home with me.This morning she was gone.I checked my underwear draw. Loads of different coloured pairs of pantiesand none of my underwear. I checked my wife's underwear drawer - it. I didn't wait much so I asked my mother about him, telling her I've never seen him before. "Oh... yeah" my mother replied, "You know how your father goes to see those soccer matches every week? Well, I guess he met him on one, they are both soccer fans, how nice, ha?" -"I see..." -"He's a good guy, we invited him and his family over tomorrow for a dinner" -"family? I won't have to deal with k**s, right?" -"No, no, his son is your age, if he comes, I bet you'll get along just fine." I.