We get to the motel and we walk inside and the clerk,an older lady asks,"how long sugar?" I guess this kind of thing happens alot. He tells her two ho...rs,she says there's a 3 hour minimun and he agrees and pays. The rooms are all ground level,and they all face the trucker's parking lot so everyone can see you walking to your room. I hear a couple of whistles from some trucker's and comment's like " go ahead grandpa". We get into our room and we start making out,kissing and laughing at the. She began pushing the piss poolwith her hands to keep the floating turds from touching her body. I remindedher that it was only the second day and she had three to go. She nodded herhead sorrowfully. On the fifth day, piss was almost up to her chin. Turds were floating freelyin the yellow broth. She had finally had to defecate but her legs were so weakfrom being in a single position that she was literally sitting in her own shit.The stench was overwhelming. She was immersed in a cesspool of her. The kids are with me during the week and he picks them up Saturday before I go to work and brings them home Sunday evening. We close at nine on Sundays so I’m not so late getting home.” “What are their name?” I asked. “Petra, after my mom and Jonathan because we liked the name.” “Those are pretty names, especially Petra,” Michelle told her. We sat silently for a few minutes while I drove until Trisha said, “All my good friends call me Trish. You can call me that if you want.” Michelle and I. "I'm going to ask Mr. Fox if he can come," I said. "Just for a little bit, you know?" Yeah." I haven't seen him in like two years already," I said, mostly to myself. "I miss him so much." He's really lucky," Ron sighed."Think so?" I smiled at the older boy."Yeah," he nodded. "I'd trade places with him in a heartbeat."I laughed at that and looked into his eyes. "Hey." What?" Let's go to your room," I said."Uh..." Ron swallowed hard. "What's wrong with right here?" I wanna see your snow globe," I.