.27Friday was upon us and it was a bank holiday, Julia had arrived home late the previous night and was sleeping it off, Andrew had his friend Chris o...er and Roy had said he had to go into work to complete an order, the only order he had to complete was the order from Leslie to get her knickers down, I went upstairs to see if Julia was awake, I approached her door and it was slightly ajar, I peeped in and was still asleep but she must have been warm during the night because her sheets and. His own shot had gone a little farther, but ended up in the rough. "Doing as well at home?" I don't know," admitted Stan, dropping his driver back in the bag. "I'm trying, and I think Gretta is too, but..." He shrugged. "I mean, she's dressing more like she did when we got married, and I've gotten laid more this week than the past six months, but it's not the same."Will raised an eyebrow."It's like Gretta is more detached, emotionally distant. You know, I got home after the game last night, and. My mother hold my hand, “Don’t go please.”I hesitated. She said, “I have no shame before you. Can you please place it under my saree at proper place ?”I fumbled, “Errr But … .”“What are you thinking so much ? I got the pressure. I need to urinate. Just place it now.”She intentionally was saying it to me. There was not much visitors around. In the A block she was the only patient. So, there was no fear of other people. I took the bed pan and lifted her blue saree and black petticoat. My mother. "I studied Classics. Actually I don't know that much, I never took Greek. But I hate reading Fitzgerald's verse, he's pretentious and bourgeois." Mmmm, 'bourgeois.' Always love the sound of that. "Come sit down with me," I said to him, patting the space beside me on the bed. I had one of the two singles on this floor of my dorm's east wing. Cozy arrangement. I don't like to give up my privacy to some anonymous bitch, let alone, god forbid, some BFF wannabe. "O-kay," he said appraisingly,.