I pictured the exact sleeping arrangements in a tent camping, but clothed, of course. To each his own, but sex with my own flesh and blood, well, not ...athomable.I came close to marriage once, even having the date set and the invitations sent out. We lived together for a year. She started showing her true feminine nature after the first ring was installed. She hated my career, I was always in shit when I was home, and the blow-jobs became a thing of the past!Phase two of the ring could only lead. “Walter,” I said. “Not William. I have one question.”“Go ahead.”“Is he pretty?”“Pretty?”“We’re triplets.”“I see,” said the phone, “No ... he and the girl don’t look anything alike.”“What are they trying to buy?” I asked.“A speedboat ... powered by a pair of Lamborghini V10’s.”“Absolutely not. If it was my sister and JW they might buy a sailboat. Never a powerboat. Besides, Cynthia would never use my name. She wants to be notorious in her own right.”“Yup,” said the SAS, “Arrest them. We’ll. After that, you can go." Fuck me you're being a bitch."Jane tugged at his ear which now stretched out until she let go andslapped back on Andrews face."Help me out for ten minutes. That's all."Andrew crossed his arms and grumbled."Fine." Fine what?" Fine what?" Andrew repeated back, slightly confused"Fine, mom." Fine mom." He said it as quickly as can be before starting to help putaway this morning's breakfast. With a rushed shoddy job that Jane had tofix later Andrew helped put things away. That was good news.Except for the part where Cathay went home, or wherever divas go after having thrown the lives other people into a whirlwind.“Where have you been? I’ve been waiting for you for hours ... simply hours. And ... in case you haven’t noticed, I am NOT in the habit of waiting for anyone.” Cathay was in full diva. Her face glowed with excitement as she excoriated me for living my own life, in my own house. That crazy woman seemed to have moved in and taken over in the thirty minutes.