That’s why they’re the way they are. We usually edit the question to fit the answer.’ ‘Last year was better,’ I said. ‘Things must have be...n handled differently.’ ‘Last year we had a student who handled the answers but she graduated and we couldn’t find anyone else,’ Ms. Richards said. ‘No wonder I didn’t realize we had an advice column,’ I said. ‘No offense, but it’s pretty lame.’ ‘I agree,’ Darlene said. ‘I think we really could use you. And, Ms. Richards, I think we could use a student’s. But that wasn't the point, why did Robert want to know if I thought he was sexy? I kept looking at him without saying anything. I wanted to see where he was going with this."Look Merrell, I've been thinking that maybe you're not all that happy in bed any more. I was just talking to Leon today at work and mentioned that we hadn't done "it" for almost three weeks. And he started giving me this ration of shit that 'if he were your husband he'd keep you so satisfied in bed that you'd be coming to. “I like the rug…very 2000s” “Haha, yeah, it’s my roommates. She really like Zebras.” It was a thick black and white, oval rug that had obviously been passed down from an older sibling or relative. She gestured at the Zebra squish-mellow stuffed toy on the bed across the room. Taking her cue and sitting next to me on her bed, she half-jokingly asked “so, what now?” This is where I got nervous. It felt almost staged or ***********ed to be moving this fast. She was definitely cute, I could see. ." Alright, I need to get going on dinner."She left me standing in the living room. When she said she saw, she said it as if she understood something. I had no idea what was going on. Both Mom and Jill were acting as if I should know why Mary was sick. In fact, as if I was responsible for making her sick. I definitely felt like I was missing something. I decided it would be safest to sit down on the couch, out of the way.Mom called me into the kitchen about 20 minutes later. "Jackie, go tell.