I changed jobs shortly after and never saw Jackie again.I met my next slut wife three months after I started my new job. Alex, one of the guys I worke...d with, asked me if I would like to join him and some of the other guys we worked with at a poker game he was going to be having on Friday. I like to play poker so I said yes. Liking to play poker wasn't the only reason I had for saying yes; I'd seen his wife when she came to pick up his paycheck and she was drop dead gorgeous and that was wearing. Over the next few days, as the end of the month of separationapproached, Suzie allowed a little more contact sitting togetherwatching television, holding hands and quick kisses but if I made anymove to go further she stopped me by either stiffening or moving.One evening she said, "Look Rob, I said I wanted a month's break andthat is what I am going to have. The month is over this Saturday andafter that we will see but if we are going to become a full couple againit will be on my terms." She. "What on Earth are you talking about, Todd? There's nothing to work out between Nat and myself."Todd leaned back against the couch before eyeing me appraisingly."Sheila, you cannot be this oblivious."At my blank look, Todd ran his fingers through his hair and muttered, "Maybe you can."I was starting to get ticked off with all this abuse. Todd must have noticed because he continued fairly quickly, pinning me with his glance."Sheila, Nat has been saying for years - since you were 14, in fact -. Inside the padded manilla shipping envelope were two items.The first was an antique leather-bound journal with a worn strap holding its covers shut, the second was a heavy envelope with my name, Melissa Gordon, written on it in neat (if old-fashioned) cursive hand. The letter inside was typed on expensive heavy-weight paper that had the company watermark in the center of the page. The letter explained that the law firm had been retained by a small, independent museum to find and return the.