In the night i felt something wet and realized that reema has passed urine in sleep and the bed sheet was wet so was reemas t shirt and blanket. It wa... stinking I woke her up and shouted that y she didn’t wake me up if she wanted to visit the toilet. Looking at her innocent face i told its ok and told her to wake up so as we can clean the mess. She woke up her tshirt was wet and so was the bed sheet and her blanket. I threw the sheet and blanket aside and took her to the washroom. In order not. “Because an eight-legged roommate doesn’t make you examine your shoes every time Eric is in the vicinity.”I couldn’t tell her. I knew I couldn’t. I had decided that I wouldn’t tell anyone. I would leave no evidence of my indiscretion.So I told her the next best thing.“I confessed to Eric the night of my twenty-first birthday and now I can’t look at him,” I blurted.Julia just stared at me slack-jawed for a second before screaming “you did what?!?!”“I was drunk. He was drunk. We were sharing. ..until the timer on the oven beeped. then we ate pizza. more wine. she burped. she laughed. she let her hair down. literally. she has beautiful hair. more wine.the thing about being in a slump is that, as eddie murphy said in 48 hours, your dick can get hard when the wind blows. and the wind was starting to blow. rather than deal with that embarrassment, i started to make an exit. as far as i knew, we were still friends. but. then. she crawled into my lap. the other thing about being in a. The man, slightly older than us, turned from the bar and came across, smiled as he introduced himself and then sat down. Brett had been the Project Manager for the local company building our small estate of houses when we first moved to this part of the world all that time ago.Now at this point, I’m going to take a moment to add a Shakespearean aside...Ours had been the first house finished and we had moved into it when the small street was still a messy, muddy building site. We had quickly.