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My wife seemed just a little too happy lately and although we shared an "open" marriage, we still were married nearly 7 years and the valley we were in didn't make ME that happy. This prompted me to "keep an eye" on things a little better. I decided the best way to do this would be to go to work like normal (I kept my own hours and was an outside salesman) and park down the street from my house. Sure enough, around 2 in the afternoon, Gary, one of the 17-year-old neighbor "kids", went...