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My name is Truck Smith. I'm 5'-9", I am 46, I lived with my wife Sharon for 12 years in a small town in West Virgina. We rent a small 3-bedroom house. A 2-car garage. I am an engineer; my boss Jim tries to micro-manage me. Even thou he has no idea what I do, he always tries to tell me and he keeps track of all my hours. He is the sales department manager, what a joke, I am salary. I design surgical kits for hospitals. Sharon works there also and is a production manager. She makes more than I do. I feel like they all take advantage of me. don't gave a shit about me or my feelings.
I have been suspicions that my wife is cheating on me, we would have sex 3 or 4 times a week. Nothing fantastic, Sharon is pretty mellow and does not like to do anything new. For a year now she hasn't even given me a kiss. I know her family is helping her figure how to get rid of me. We do not have any kids so it is just her and me.
Her mother and sister come over all the time or they go out to bars. When we got married, they said that I was most probably just after her money, I was asked to sign a prenuptial agreement for which I did, the agreement said that if someone cheats, they leave with what they brought into the marriage. I have never even looked at another woman.
I am to the point where I will have a patten on some specialized tools for surgery soon. It is worth millions. When I first thought up the idea, the company I work for, wanted nothing to do with it, they even sent me a memo saying that I cannot work on it during work hours and that if I do, they will fire me.
So, I would work on it from home in my cellar, About, 2 months ago I found video recording cameras in my work area. My wife is the only one that knew I was getting close. So, to make sure, I went and bought some cheap cameras of my own. I have video of her talking on the phone to my boss, Jim. I could not hear both sides of the conversation, but from her side, I figured out that her and Jim have been having an affair for over a year, they plan on steeling my ideas. I also have her talking to her mom, Jean and her sister Joan. They put their conversations on speaker. I can hear the whole conversation. They talk about killing me and steeling my money or just really humiliating me.
I had to go talk to an old army buddy of mine, Tom. We did nothing special, when we were in the service. I was a heavy equipment operator and he was a mechanic. I always do better when I talk things out with someone. I brought the recordings with me. He told me that I should bring my stuff to his garage and that I should start designing worthless stuff for them. I moved my real designs to another computer and put crap in my old computer. I kept the file names so Jim wouldn't notice. I also bought some more sophisticated cameras and recorders, so I can understand more of their plan. I put cameras in the bedrooms, the kitchen and the living room.