"Oh you won't believe it," she said in an exasperated tone. "I had candles lit and champagne ready for us. Then I stepped into the bathroom for like f...ve seconds, and when I came out he was sound asleep, snoring like some big old bear."Gloria laughed. "See? That's what happens when you get involved with an older man." He's only thirty-five," said Billie. "You'd think he could stay awake past midnight for sex." She was quiet for a second. "Actually, he did give it the old get it up, get it in. I stumbled up, but though partially stupefied, I fancied Miss Evelyn’s eyes shone with a brilliancy I had never before observed, and that there was a bright hectic flush on her cheek. She refused to go into the parlour, but hurried to bed on pretence of a headache.When I retired to bed, and took off my shirt, I found it all sticky and wet in front.It was thus I paid down my first tribute to Venus. I thought long over this evident approach to familiarity on the part of Miss Evelyn, and went to. He went to the kitchen and got himself a drink and went back to bed without question.Tucker, on the other hand, cleaned himself up and left without another word to Betty. She felt bad about what had happened, but she was willing to admit what had happened if it bothered her sister. She was also ready to be punished in any fashion she thought was necessary. He was panicking inside with the possibility of his mother finding out what he had been doing with his Aunt.He wasn’t sure how Mark would. Everything had lost its appeal.I sighed, rolling over and picking up my phone.5 missed messages.I read them all, but didn’t reply to any.One was my mom, asking where I was. Two were party invitations. One was my coach, reminding everyone to stay in shape for next season. One was Danielle, saying how she’d left her purse somewhere.I unraveled the cum-stained sheets. Yup. Her purse.I put it on my bedside table so I wouldn’t forget it.Why did she bring her purse into bed when we were having sex?I.