Susan took them back to their house where her mother could help so that Katie could get some sleep.When I came home after work I didn't want Katie to ...hink I was going after her but I was going to get some answers.But I never got the chance. When I came home later that afternoon Katie all but tackled me and pushed me into a chair. She cried and begged me to forgive her for going out and getting drunk.I remember asking "Katie what happened last night. Where did you go what did you do?"But Katie. "I'll do it," she murmured into my ear as I came in her. "But you're going to be sorry," she said. I squeezed her ass. An appreciative moan slipped from her lips. "Now get off," she said, "I have to clean up all over again..."* * * "So, two years after grad school, that's where we are, in an open relationship, living together downtown, with sworn promises to each other that we will always be clean and clear about our other affairs." I finished rinsing the dish and set it in my mother's drying. “Isn’t there a barbershop in town? Where are we anyway?” “Does it matter where we are? I have a feeling that you have expensive taste and seeing that our funds are limited, it’s better if we save what money is left and I promise not to fuck up your hair too badly.” “I don’t have a choice do I?” I already knew the answer. “No you don’t. Do you wanna get it over with quickly or do you wanna drag out the inevitable?” Ellie opened and closed the scissors in rapid repetition. I got up and moved to. .P-P-Paulie...."Paulie chuckled and got up. "There's a good boy..."The crowd that had stopped to watch the scene began to dissipate, leaving Robbie on the cold, tiled floor. Who knew that this world was such a cruel place? Sighing, he painfully got to his feet and limped off to his dorm. He needed to clean himself up, and that meant he was going to miss Computer Science. But he was sure Mr. Tiddler would understand. Mr. Tiddler was probably the only human being in the school who ever showed.