Kapitel 1: The Meal~~Part One

...And there they were. I could not allow anyone to tell me anything about Lamont even though they had been telling me for years, wondering how long I would put up with the infidelity, but there they sat. Her graceful shoulders erect, every hair in place. Really, who was she. I could not go by the hinted descriptions of her Elite Social status, or the fact that she drives an Aston Martin, I had to see her for myself. I studied her, what did she have that I didn't, what had he seen in her. Was it her full lips and long legs, her artificially straightened teeth? Had she figured out what he really liked or had he been open with her in an attempt to do things different as opposed to how he had concealed certain fantasies from me. Maybe she was easy to talk to and had not been intimidated by his thoughts of how she would look at him. Maybe she was a freak too...who knows, those kind always are open about their sexuality, the money pacifies the depression from being promiscuous. But there the bitch sat. She hadn't looked as I thought she would although I knew he demanded the uppity class. He mingled. I had thought for a minute I had been noticed, the rehearsed surprised reaction began to play in my mind, ready to emerge from my mouth...however, he had not even noticed I sat in the booth. I could hear almost everything they had to say, even their designated pet names. Sickening. She gloated. He placed his hand on her knee, not seductively, more compassionately...it wasn't a sexual gesture. He was known for his flings, the hotel booty calls, the call girls...even the scare with the waitress that he tried desperately to hide from me, and according to him he had, and had done a damn good job doing so. 'Who would have known she would already be 7 years old!" the bitch exclaimed..."My how time flies, I remember when u held her for the first time. See...your eyes! U looked hysterical!"