CHAPTER TWO
Later that night, as Henry lay sleeping, Bobbi tossed and turned, realizing she was beginning to reach her peak s****l years. Was she to spend them in pain, as she had spent her other married years.
She loved Henry, and wanted to stay married to him. She would be able to stand the pain, if ... if she could have the pleasure at certain times without the pain. To do that, meant at least one extra-marital affair, maybe more. But once again, the problem came up; how was she to know her potential paramour was constructed thinly enough.
A sound broke into her thoughts. She heard one of her sons up and walking around. He was heading to the bathroom. The bathroom was right across the hall from her bedroom, and she could see the bathroom door from where she lay. Her oldest son, the e
