" She's in the shower?" Stephanie laughed as she glanced back out into the rain covered street.As she walked up the stairs to the fifth floor apartmen..., Stephanie couldn't help but envy her girlfriends new accommodations. To someone still living at home, the small apartment complex might as well been a palace. There was no way the salesgirl could afford a place like this on her salary.Of course Rachel really couldn't afford a place like this on her salary either. The building was owned by. “God!” Jake slams the front door with his foot and sets the groceries on the kitchen counter. “What happened?” Melody gets up from the couch and waddles to the kitchen. “Lana McCannon shows up at the grocery store.” Jake furiously starts putting away the groceries and slams the cupboards. “So?” Melody finds the olives and opens the jar. “She was totally trying to get with me. She, on purpose, ‘didn’t’ remember our wedding, which she was at. She wanted to go out for coffee, with me!” He. "Shit, get in here!" I quickly ordered.The woman, one of the sales staff, quickly entered the bathroom. She stared wide-eye as Allison didn't even stop her blowjob. "Christ," the woman, Iris her nametag read, cursed, mortified. "You can't be doing that in here. Stop that!" She was an attractive woman, early thirties, fit and toned. Her black hair was long and tied loosely back with a red ribbon. She wore a soft blue, business skirt and blouse, and black-rimmed glasses perched on her small. I might be the one sharing some of the other wives with Joyce, but with Cindy, I felt like I was having Joyce share her with me.It was exactly the same way I felt about Emily sharing Brenda with all of us. Brenda always insisted, when she was alone with me, that it was me that she felt closest to. Whenever we were together with just Emily, Brenda and me though, it became apparent that Brenda was more Emily's wife than she was mine. I had always had Joyce back then, so it hadn't troubled me too.