"She stared a me for a moment, apparently trying to make up her mind about me. I decided to cut bait and take my loses.I pointed at the wall and told ...er to find Mr. McCormick on the first floor because he did handyman repairs for cash and could be trusted to keep his mouth shut. I also suggested she buy a cheap, colorful blanket in Chinatown and hang it on the wall to "frame" her bookcase until she could get the hole repaired. I wished her well, said goodbye and went back to my place to clean. It was almost 7 pm and she knew that Natalia was time challenged but it was time to set the first part of her meticulously crafted plan into action. She opened her messaging app on her phone and texted Natalia, “Hi Nat, hope you’re on your way to me. I’ll give you a clue but you’re not allowed to Google it: Nyotaimori. Give me a shout as soon as your ETA is 5 minutes. Love, Jessie.”Everything else was ready and she decided to create a playlist of music which would complete the special evening.. She’s in my environment now. “Well for starters you can suck my dick,” I say. I figure that she’ll get insulted and report me but what the heck, right? I admit it, I’ve got a crude mouth at times — I guess that’s why my wife left me…..for another woman. But get this: The bitch actually says, “Well, okay.” With that I pull off the expressway, but leave the motor running because it’s a fucking cold day, and I want the heater on. Then I climb into the back seat with her, unzip my fly and haul out. As I slid mydaily allowance of junk food out onto the table,Angela grinned and whispered into my ear, "Hey,good going. You really got their attention."I snorted my disgust. "Jerks. I should just go overthere and find out what's so damn funny. And I'llbeat the crap out of the one dumb enough to answerme."Angela frowned. I don't think she knew how toanswer that. After trying to think of something for acouple of seconds, she changed the subject. "So,how are you and your roommate getting along?"I.