The woman wanted to go home; the man, obnoxiously drunk, wanted to stay the party. They went back and forth for a few moments, their voices getting lo...uder, until the woman finally slapped the man and started walking up the sidewalk toward me. The man, stunned and angry, watched her go for several moments before firing the most pointed rejoinder he could muster - "Fine, bitch!" - before returning to the restaurant from which they'd come.Before I was consciously aware that I had made my choice, I. As I had the previous time, I found her sitting at her desk waiting for me. She waved me in and I shut the office door behind me. I sat down, and smiled at the hot mug of tea which was waiting for me.“Tell me how you want me to handle my visit with Angie next weekend,” I said after we greeted each other.“Cutting to the chase?”“Future ER doc,” I chuckled. “I don’t think they even say ‘hello’ to most patients!”“I think you might be surprised by the kinds of things which show up in the ER. It’s. "Thanks Mike I will get Wesley to watch you pee and see if you like that."Ron grumbled. "Sorry Wesley." Mike said. "Ok the next thing we are goingto talk about is sperm and how it gets out and why we need to get it out."Ron told the boys. "I know how it gets out with help of my friend, isn'tthat right Desmond." Jackson hooted. "Gee thanks Jackson just go and telleveryone that I jerk you off." Desmond sulked. "Ok we don't need to knowwho is masturbating who but since we are talking about. She kept her confidence and trash talking up to the start of the match. From the beginning, both David and Chris double teamed her and quickly manhandled her. My wife put forward a valiant effort and at several points almost appeared to get some points in. She was giving them a run for their money. For the first round, my wife remained completely clothed despite some light-hearted attempts to get an article of her clothing pulled off. She did manage to get both Chris and David's boxers pulled.