I told her I was sorry. What do you know. She said all of it, saw you fuck the drunk girl on the picnic bench and the older lady that was having her h...sband eating here cunt before and after you fucked her in the bathroom. I am thinking how did she know all that, so I asked and she said that she can't revel her secrets. So way are here. She said because I want what you cave them last night and I want in now, If I wasn't on duty, I would have gotten some then. But this way I get you rested and. ’ I replied, trying to sound nice, unable to keep a hint of sarcasm from my voice. ‘What have you got to be disappointed about?’ she screamed. ‘A couple of things, y’know, like being fairly sure I would not catch AIDs, and having a faithful wife.’ ‘You are talking out of your arse, I have not been fucking Chuck.’ she screamed again. ‘And I have not got fuckin’ AIDS.’ ‘So it’s just a coincidence then, it’s some other poor bastard that I work with that has an AIDS ridden tramp in his bed.’ I. Or maybe it wasn't even hate at all, maybe that was really envyshe felt, she was envious of Adam and of the male gender generally, as awoman she felt insecure and vulnerable compared to him... Because she wasan attractive woman but not really being good at doing anything, she wasalways looked down upon and not taken seriously, this made her feelfrustrated and unsatisfied. Maybe she would have been happy andaccomlished now if only she were born male instead!...or maybe not...Ohwell, in any way. It was lazier…more humorous. I looked up and found myself face to face with the stranger, his dark eyes boring into mine. He smirked at me, and I was unable to speak. ‘I love these things. Let’s see…’ he sat down casually and pulled the sheet in his direction. ‘Boston Hockey team…six letters…’ My gaze darted to the paper. ‘Wait— ‘—cock,’ he read the word with a smirk on his lips. ‘Silly…you must know that’s only four letters.’ ‘Give it back!’ I demanded. ‘And what’s this?’ he laughed, a bitter,.