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The Handshake

... six years when I asked her about any kid plan. She was proud for her buxom body and she told me the baby birth would spoil her body. She did not want any kids. We debated about kids but I could not persuade her to change her mind. She told me my sister had kids and her brother who lived in Sacramento California he had kids too. She told me the grand-kids had been produced for our parents, so we need not have any kid. After some debates we remained a childless pair. I bought an expensive Harley-Davidson and we went for longer trips by bike. However Sam began to complain about bike riding that we were older to use bike so the long trips were over. Except for kids I was happy with my wife, Sam that time. I think our life's sex part was an average. Sam and I were not too adventurous, but we did not do only missionary. We both liked oral and change positions. We had not any kids so almost every day we had sex except for my business travels or Sam's trainings. Now I think such men, who wants an average marriage, they should avoid those women who do not like children, but I became wiser with time. That time I was totally clueless and happy I missed only the kids from my life. Now I finish my recollections of my first wife for a while and as I told we four friends were in the bar of the newest hotel in our city. Two men sat down at a table close to our table. First John recognized him at the other table in the bar and he told me quietly, “Aaron, please look at that man. He’s ...

... familiar to you, isn't he?” I looked at this man and I also recognized him at once. He was Ken Lundgreen one of my ex wife's lovers. I told John, “Fuck! You're right, he's Ken Lundgreen.” Our two other friends turned their heads, because the whole story with my first wife began on one of our quarterly meetings and my friends remembered of the hardest time of my life. Michael asked me, “What do you think of him?” I thought a while and as a lightning an idea came to my mind. My friends looked at me waiting when I would break the quiet. So I said, “Could you help me?” All my friends said in word or body talk, “Naturally, Yes” I wanted to reassure my friends, so I explained my idea, “Don’t panic I don’t want any violent action. I want your help not to let him to escape. I want an honest talk.” Don, who was a soldier he organized the action, “ John and I will go to the toilet. When we'll go back Michael will stand up and start off and we’ll surround them and you’ll come after Michael. We're four so you can speak to him free.” Everybody agreed the plan and we surrounded the astonished Ken and his business guest as later it revealed. I told the two surprised men, “I don't want any violence but only an honest exchange of views,” and I looked into Ken's eyes. The shocked Ken asked, “Do I know you?” I said, “I’m Aaron Botteron.” He looked at me with his pensive face, so I knew I had to help his recollection. I reminded him, “My ex-wife was Samantha Botteron.” I could see his pleasure that he ...