”“Why, Mrs. Campbell?”“I want you to ask me in the most sincere way you can have something that bugs me all the time”Man, I got very afraid ...f the question, even if I am expecting it from her.“Sure, ask me whatever you want. I will not hide you anything”“Have you ever had, you know, thoughts about my husband?”“Thoughts? Thoughts about what, really?”“Don’t put yourself like you don’t understand what I am talking about. You know, thoughts of a woman that likes a man and wants him.”“You mean... me. .. uh, Lena... says truth, or lie," Rose explained, "shemeans I can tell whether he or she believes it to be all or partly true.I don't know whether they are right or wrong, as she proved to metoday."Lena went on, "That can have a big impact on your family. Big and littlelies and half truths are part of the oil that keeps social and familyinteraction going. For her own sake, she needs to learn when to ignoresuch things."Lena took a breath, then continued, "She also needs to learn how to pickher. What happened next though would have made my jaw drop had i not been so drunk.as the person in the stall looks at me i see him reach down and pick up a backpack with his right hand in his left is a thoroughly drenched folded diaper. I didn't know if it was the alcohol or if i was dreaming because surely this couldn't be what i was seeing, could it? the guy in the stall looks at me and sheepishly smiles as though he is completely unaware that i have pissed myself in front of him. i look at him. ' You returned, still naked, and as gorgeous and hot as when you left. 'What the fuck is it about you that makes me want more and more of you?' I asked myself. "That was the hottest fucking I have ever had." you said, wrapping your arms around my neck and kissing me on the lips. "I don't know about you fucker, but I worked up an appetite ." you laughed. "So Lexi, 'Fucker' is my new name?" I asked smiling broadly at you. "Put your pants on Fucker, I'm hungry... and the night is very young!" you.