I didn’t know what to say. What did he expect me to say? Did he expect me to agree? I knew that he and Gary used to share girlfriends when they were...younger but wives? I just couldn’t believe that my husband, who I loved more than life itself, wanted me to have sex with another man – even if it was his brother – in front of him. What was he thinking of? However, before I could say anything Mark continued “I’ve spoken to Gary and he’s keen (well there’s a surprise I thought – knowing that Gary. I can’t believe how selfish I was. How outright hateful I became. I gave up our daughter, and you, for what? My sick little fantasy? You know Lorie won’t talk to me anymore. She won’t even answer the phone when I call. Mom has disowned me. I thank god Dad died before I lost my sanity. I have no idea what he would think.”She didn’t say anything while I took the exit to our hotel and pulled into the drive up. We checked in and Susan went to our room, while I loaded our suitcases out onto a. Fran, please get her a glass of lemonade. And June, drink it slowly.”STILL RELAXING AFTER LUNCHI was asked about how I became a sex worker.“Some parents have to take their kids to work. Mom did modeling and sometimes we had to go with her to the photographer’s studio. I was 13 when a porn shoot arrived before her work was done. I got all turned on by a bj on camera and even more when the fluffer had to get the guy stiff again. There was a 10-year-old boy doing his homework near us. I offered to. "Kirsten, what are you doing here?" I asked. "What are you doing, Donna? Why are you having sex with him?" she wondered. A disgusted face shot her way. "He's my husband, and it's our anniversary. Are you saying I'm not allowed to have sex with him?" I pondered. Cornered, and with no desires to fight with me, there was nothing she could really say. "I'm sorry, I was just going nuts over there. I kept texting you, and I heard nothing back after you told me about the anniversary. I would at least.