By age 18 I was an electronic and computer genius. At that time I invented a small gadget that when attached the right way to a phone extension, you could listen in on any call on the other extensions without the infamous 'click' that was a giveaway. I could connect the device to my computer, have the calls recorded and listen to them at any time.
My debts just kept on mounting... no matter how I tried, I owed more at the end of each payment than I did before. Then my friend Sara suggested a way out that horrified me
"Bad Boy" ex-boyfriend comes to town and convinces her to meet him in a motel. She protests that she can't betray her husband but shows up in her prettiest bra, panties and stockings. They re-live the sex they had in the old days in the back of his car. She knows what it is like for a married woman to feel well fucked once again.