Miles away from the resort, back in Pine Valley, JR was sitting in the parlor of the Chandler Mansion. He was nervously fidgeting between looking out the window and checking his phone. When the cell phone finally did vibrate, he was almost startled, but hurriedly picked it up. He read the message on the screen. It was a message from Amanda.

"I Told Him!"

"Damn it, Amanda!" JR cursed under his breath. He slammed the phone down, sat back and thought about how he got into this mess. Some time ago, the realization hit him that his ex-wife Marissa had moved on. After all the ground work he had laid to woo her back, after the disastrous fiasco with Annie…he had lost her. She told him it was over and something in her tone, something behind her eyes made him really believe it. He decided to let it go and had turned to his friend Amanda.

Amanda was also experiencing marriage troubles and had convinced herself that her husband Jake was cheating on her. Once she was convinced that there was proof of this, she ran immediately to JR. The two of them fell into bed. For a moment, JR was thinking there could be something there. Then Amanda discovered that things were not what they seemed. She immediately expressed her deep regret. JR took this hard, but didn't show it. He shifted his attentions back to his ex-wife. Once again she made her feelings crystal clear, so he realized he was going to have to face the facts. He decided to play nice, as long as she never tried for full custody again. Then Amanda got a pregnancy scare. JR was secretly thrilled, yet fearful that if the affair came out, Marissa might try to use it to her advantage somehow.

Over the last week, JR learned that Amanda was not pregnant and he was relieved. He was so frazzled by the whole debacle that he almost let on to his ex when she came to see their son. It was discovered that Amanda had contracted HPV though, and while he was sad for his friend…he was furious as well. He discovered that she had every intention of coming clean to her husband. JR pleaded with her not to, but she refused. The text had only confirmed that she went along with the decision.

"I am not looking forward to the shit-storm this is going to bring on me from the Martin clan." He sighed and left his chair to pour himself a drink. He had been sober for years, But surely I can handle one drink…especially after all of tis drama? He was interrupted when AJ came running in. "Hey Dad?" AJ exclaimed running to his father's arms.

"Hey, Buddy!" JR said putting the bottle back down. "How are you feeling? You made it through school okay?" "Yes, sir!" AJ exclaimed excitedly. "I also had lunch with Mommy afterwards and then I had a play date after that. I want to show you this really cool game I borrowed from my friend."

"Sounds good!" JR said and then questioned. "You said your Mom took you to lunch? How is she?"

"She is good. She said she was going on a special weekend away and wanted to spend a little time with her favorite young man before she left." AJ paused a little as his Dad nodded absentmindedly. "I see." JR said. "Why don't you set the game up and I will be right there? Okay, Bud?"

"Sure!" AJ shouted excitedly as he ran out of the room.

"Special weekend?" JR pondered. He could hear the incessant banging out at the Gate House, reassuring him that his cousin Scott was still hard at work. "If you are not screwing your 'buddy' Scott…then who? What on Earth are you up to, Marissa? " He muttered and then shrugged his shoulders and went to join his son.

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Meanwhile, back at the resort. Tim was folding up some of his things and packing his duffle bag. John, a valet approached him and offered his sympathy. "Hey, Tim…I am so sorry, man. I heard that Geoff canned you today. What happened?"

"Some dumb lezzie bitch caused a ruckus in front of Geoff cause I made one simple mistake. He kissed her ass and then ripped me a new one. Apparently she is some big fucking deal!" Tim said shoving the last of his stuff in the bag and zipping it shut.

"Lezzie? A big deal?" John muttered, confused. "Dude…you mean Bianca Montgomery? Oh shit, Tim! What the hell did you do?" Tim just looked at John with a blank stare. "Yeah…that's the broad. Who the hell is she? Some fucking model or stupid Jessica Simpson wannabe?"

John's mouth was agape at the stupidity of his friend. "What fucking rock have you been under. That is Bianca Montgomery! She co-owns a couple of places you may have heard of…Cambias, Fusion, Enchantment, The fucking Miranda Center Charity? Not to mention her mother…Erica God-Damned Kane! You didn't pick some lezzie bitch to fuck with…you picked the executive lesbian daughter of one of the wealthiest fucking women in the country. Damn dude!"

As reality slowly registered in Tim's eyes, John continued. "Shame too…she is a really nice lady and is here a ton. I bet Geoff kissed her ass. Her families' companies spend thousands here every couple months. Anyway, I'm so sorry that happened. Maybe next time you'll watch who's account you fuck up. Later." As John walked away, Tim gritted his teeth. Fuck that! He thought. I am going to show her. I ain't going to be the only one with a bad fucking day! He whipped out his phone and searched the internet for the number he needed and then hit dial. The phone rang briefly and he went through the automated selections before he was patched through to the person he needed.

"Hel-Lo, Donald Steele, Pine Valley Exposer…How can I help ya?" came across the receiver . Tim smiled, looking over his shoulder and said "No sir, the question is how I am going to help you?"