"Alice was right, the next morning I heard her rattling the breakfast pans and rolled over, I was hung over, the first time in my life. The boys did m... proud, I was welcomed back like the Prodigal son returning to the fold. My glass remained full the whole evening and I realised that these men were 'my family', there was affection I had not noticed before going away, these men were 'mates' in the highest sense.When I recovered enough to appear human I talked to Fred about having a couple of. I took a step forward, silently praying that this grotesque and squat troll would leave me be, preferably unmolested and unaddressed. Sadly, it seemed that Lady Luck was either mocking me or just giving me the silent treatment. A meaty hand, nearly the size of my head (or so it seemed) grabbed my arm and held me firmly in place. Already I could feel the sweat lashing off my forehead. I knew I shouldn’t have taken that dope before I came here, but how else was I supposed to take the dull ache. She was still upset I could see, but up for carrying on with Lisa - judging by the position of her thigh which was open and as close to Lisa as it could be.Lisa set off and started taking us back home. After a minute I saw Simone take a breath to speak.“Can you just decide who I’m doing stuff with?” she asked. “Don’t I get a say?” There was a bit of attitude now, her courage returning. “I mean, does it have to be one or the other? Why?” She looked at us, across at Lisa and round at me, half. “Okay, I’ll try that.” Roger responded in a low steady voice.The two men sat for a minute while Roger maintained a thoughtful look. Then Dr. Frank offered, “So, tell me more about your life since you moved to Florida.”Roger thought for a minute, then offered, “Well, I’ve led a pretty quiet life. I work 50 or 60 hours each week, plus travel. I’ve been working with an architect to build a new house. I started exercising. And since Mandy, my new ‘best friend’ that I mentioned earlier, came into my.