‘I didn’t… I’m pretty sure I didn’t… y’ know,’ Clive insisted vaguely. ‘I love Lucy…’ – snort of laughter – ‘…way too mu...h. Besides, I was pissed as a fart.’Jed’s inner response to this disclosure can be broken down in Stevensonian terms as such:Jekyll: Thank God I wasn’t there… Okay, it sounds as intriguing as it does tawdry, but escorts and/or class-A drugs could end my career in one photo-tagged moment, and besides it’s just plain wrong. Bullet dodged.Hyde: Holy fucking FUCK! Why the hell. She watched in silence as George, without looking at her, filled a spa bath with steaming water. Then, with the water set bubbling, he added a generous dash of rose-scented oil. Now, turning to her, George smiled.He only said, “Come.” As he pulled her up from the floor, Jennifer stumbled into his arms. While she held on to his neck and tried to smile into George’s concerned but unsmiling face, he began to undress her.Drained of all shame, she let him. Off came her crumbled half-blouse, her bra. I can’t even remember when I first had the thought but I had trouble thinking of anything else. Most days amounted to me fisting my dick until I shot huge loads everywhere. I had some opportunities but didn’t feel comfortable for what ever reason I never followed through. I had been to the bath house and watched other guys get fucked and really wanted it but I was having to much fun giving head. It went on this way for a period of years. Always wishing. Then one day I was walking around the. “How does Megan feel about that idea?” I inquired.“She’s against it. Claims she only wants to be with me. She says nothing else matters as long as we’re together, but I know that’s not true. I’ve heard enough rumors about what goes on when the Vermin attack to know that I don’t want Megan anywhere near earth when it happens,” he said with certainty.“Tom, even if I consented to take Megan, she would have to agree to it as well,” I reminded him.“Don’t worry. I will get her to say yes. I’ll do.