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Tom thought I looked funny when he saw my delight to have him returning home that Sunday afternoon. His knowing grin assured me of his try to give me a needed rest now that he was back. I slept like a baby that night. Monday and Tuesday evenings consumed both Tom and his wife as they attended to the affairs of Tom's men. Decisions had to be made about their shipyard jobs, not to mention the changes required to handle moving and closing down their church. Their burdens were emotional and that sort of feeling didn't blend in with their affair with me. I understood. By Wednesday, the writing appeared on the wall saying Tom's old company wouldn't be able to recruit sufficient personnel to continue its operations. The youthful managers were all fired and more mature managers were sent in from nearby associated firms to pick up the pieces. First thing, those new managers approached Tom about coming back. Doubled his salary, agreed to fix the workers comp business, and begged him to get his people back to work. Tom took the job on conditions. He wouldn't, couldn't, get his men up the skirt voyeur to return because they all had new and greater salaries. He did agree to try to hire and train new employees but he couldn't guarantee anything like normal performances for some time. He apologized but he was hired back anyway. Back at his skirt up voyeur voyeur old place of work, Tom's problems snowballed, even with the close support of the new managers. He began working two shifts a day, except for weekends. That schedule left Mary Beth essentially with me for most of several weeks in a row. Mary Beth went back to her place around ten each evening during that period to prepare Tom's dinner but, after she put him to bed, she came back to me to share their latest stresses deriving from Tom's workplace. I learned from her behavior that they were looking to me for my continued insight and sometimes outright advice. My after-midnight sessions with Mary Beth were serious affairs designed to allow Mary Beth to brief Tom early the next morning. I'm not complaining. Mary Beth took advantage of our newly mirrored situation as much as she pleased whenever. It might be said that she and I shared a period of outright debauchery then. And I recorded most of it on videotape.