I was sure Peterson Sr. had read this report and must have had a good old fashioned belly laugh, he must have felt like a kid at Christmas watching th...e Bates clan and knowing an anvil was about to be dropped on them.My guess is Peterson Sr. wasn't real happy about the scandal that would erupt with the upcoming divorce of Doug and Susan, not to mention his precious baby boy being set up.What hurt me the most however apart from my wife's infidelity, was the fact that if I was reading this report. Yes I am talking about me, I walked into it, eyes wide closed, as the saying goes, but what fuck, sit back and let me tell you and see what you think, I promise I will be open, honest, and get right down into the knitty gritty, I wont miss anything out, then you will see just how much of a slut I am.I was home while my husband was away on a job on an oil rig in India, we had been separated for five weeks and he was due home the following week, but had just informed me by email, he might be. A man stood at the foot of the stairs, coat on, anxious expression on his face. Seeing Lucy, he held out a bouquet of flowers, beautifully wrapped in clear cellophane and a shiny red bow binding the stems."For you," he said. "And this." He raised his other hand, holding up a bulging plastic bag. "Not chocolates, sorry. Food. Proper food. I thought I'd cook so you can work. I know you're behind."Lucy gaped in disbelief. Words failing her, she placed a hand on her heart."I wanted to surprise. Never though in my wildest dreams would I have been able to dream any of this up. I rolled over to my side thinking that would help me fall asleep but I had no luck. It did not help that Carrie was taking up almost all of the bed and their aunt Susan snored so loud it sounded like their was a giant truck in the middle of the bedroom. I needed silence, I needed to be able to sleep. I eventually crawled out of the bed and made my way down to the living room. I knew I would probably get in trouble.