She’d have to be careful of that telling evidence. A memory sprang to mind, seeing him like this, so sexily mussed in sleep. He’d looked so simila... the morning after their wedding night. They’d had a short engagement simply because Sarah had expressed a desire to wait until they were married to sleep together, and well, they were only human. Not that she’d been a virgin, but neither had she been all that experienced. She’d lost it to her first serious boyfriend in high school, more out of. Get over it. Go make love to your man and remember what it means to be a woman."Turning to face Just Jan, he said, "Stand up and face me."Unable to stop herself, Just Jan rose and said, "Yes, sir." For two decades you have been homeless. Now you have a home. Stay with Lucy as a companion and friend. You have a great need for her. She has a greater need for you." Yes, sir." Go with her to the pond, wash, and then return a new woman. She will take you to get new clothes. Your old life is. Part of the reason we pursued a threesomewas to rebel against conventional lifestyles. But we still fell intofamiliar roles.Woody was the breadwinner. He came home, and he at at the head of thetable, and he drank his day's martini.Sarah was the trophy wife. She worked her charities, and she made herphone calls. But she was the matriarch of the home, the grand dame.And I was the the sissy who shined shoes and folded clothes. Sarahbought me dresses, and she reminded me to redo my makeup. It. Carla, a devout dog-fucker, herself, would hardly blame Molly. They would probably have a good giggle over it, over the funny way that Molly had gotten even with Jake even before she knew he had sinned.But would Carla be home?She had most likely gotten picked up by that man in the cocktail lounge. But would it have been a fast fuck in a hotel, or might she have brought him home with her? Molly didn't want to interrupt if Carla was having it off with the guy... and she most certainly wasn't.