“I would be wondering about it a lot.”Mandy grinned. “Well – I may have to do just that. I might give Christine a call later, and tell her tha... you're gonna be busy next Saturday night, and it'll just be her and I going out.”I swallowed. Mandy slid closer and kissed me, her nimble little tongue danced wetly over my lips.“Will you be a frisky little boy while I’m out, babe? Will you be wondering if any hot guys are checking me out, or if they're staring at my legs, or checking out my. But it wasn’t just your little porn escapade. If you log into somebody’s computer and don’t log out, that person can look at all your emails,” he laughed. “I’m glad he helped you with your legal troubles. Unfortunately he also found the pictures of our accident.”Katie’s heart froze. She didn’t blink as she stared at him.The fat old man pulled out a picture with the timestamp of an email to herself as he pointed at it, “See that? That’s the day you fucked Mike, Norm and me! I’m guessing right. I have never ever paid attention to any of the prostitutes walking around my block. When I stepped foot onto the sidewalk tonight, I was very aware of them now. None were naked and none had a coat on like me. I felt out of place. My heart was beating rapidly while walking up my block to the corner of the crosswalk while still covered up in my coat. Truthfully, I was terrified because there were so many cars passing by hollering at specific prostitutes that they wanted to talk to.I decided that. He raced to their bedroom and found Michelle snoring on their bed, passed out.Shit. How long did that take? I wasn’t even five minutes.He briefly considered climbing on top of her anyway, but dismissed the idea.He pulled on a pair of shorts and despondently trudged back to the living room and flipped on the tv before dozing off in front of it.A few hours later, he was awakened by the sound of Nicole and Janet arriving.As they entered the living room, they smiled brightly at him.“Where’s mom?”.