I just stared back at her not saying a word.
Her sleazy lawyer spoke up, “Mr. Stoffman, we are willing to forget all this nonsense and forgive you making baseless allegations of infidelity against Mrs. Stoffman. But if you insist on proceeding, we will be countersuing for slandering Mrs. Stoffman’s good name.”
I laughed looking at my lawyer. “You said they would try this.” Mrs. Stone opened one of the folders and slid several pictures to Tammy and her lawyer. “I think these will prove differently. This shows you sucking Steve’s dick. I guess that isn’t cheating. This one shows him fucking you from behind. I guess you could say that isn’t you but I’d know that ass anywhere including that little mole on your butt cheek. Oh, here’s one of you riding his cock. Steve takes nice photos, doesn’t he? Did my future ex-wife forget to tell you I have these pictures thanks to her would be bull?” I paused then looked right at Tammy, “I’m not stopping the divorce, you can fight all you want but I’m done with you.” I pushed another photo to her lawyer. “Here’s a picture of the cage she wanted to put my cock in. No, I will not forget or forgive.”
Tammy and her lawyer started whispering. It was apparent that Tammy had not told him that Steve had taken pictures of them fucking. Things were getting heated but all I could make out was Tammy telling him “He said he had pictures but I didn’t believe him. I had my eye’s closed, I wasn’t watching him while he was fucking me.”
Mrs. Stone suggested we take a break for the lawyers to confer with their clients. Mrs. Stone and I laughed as we left the room. When we returned Tammy had a different look on her face, the sweet and innocent look was gone.
Her lawyer started, “We are going to demand counseling.” Mrs. Stone had told me to expect that. I told her I could sit through how many sessions they could throw at me. “In the event, we can’t convince you to end this after counseling we need to talk about the division of assets. Your plan for splitting assets is completely unacceptable.” Tammy’s lawyer pulled out the folder containing our property division. “Your demand for $500,000 for Mrs. Stoffman’s company is absurd. We need to have an independent evaluation of the business before any numbers are discussed.”
“You know my company is worth maybe half that,” Tammy said looking at me.
My lawyer looked over to me with a grin. She opened a folder pushing a stapled stack to Tammy. “Mrs. Stoffman, I think you will recognize this document as a loan application for your business. If you will look at the last page you will find your signature and a paragraph that you were signing under penalty of perjury. You mailed this to the bank after it was notarized. You verified that the worth of your business was just over one million dollars. Based upon this application that you signed the bank gave you a loan. If you are now saying that the value of your company that you put on this application was not true, that is very troubling. Not only would you be admitting to perjury, but because you used the postal service you have committed mail fraud. I know your attorney does not specialize in criminal law but I’m sure he knows that the feds take mail fraud very seriously.”