No sex equalled no job. I drove to his house and he just laid $300 on the table. “Take it or leave” he said, knowing his threat was in my mind. �...I’ll take” I said “sex was so good last time”. What a lie but he bought it. The things we do and say to survive.When I got home David had been looking at the internet. He said there was a married couple wanting to meet another married couple for same room partner swapping. David had contacted them he was told they got off watching each other being. I quickly deleted my history and closed my computer, not even thinking of it.The next day, I woke up to see that Jack was still gone. He hadn't returned since our rift last night, and I was eager to talk to him about it. I went over to the dining hall for breakfast. I spotted Jack across the room, and ran to approach him, but he turned away."Will?" I turned around. It was Maggie. "Will, what's up? Do you want to sit with me?" Poor girl had been trying to get with me since the beginning of this. It didn’t go unnoticed. He watched her, seemingly indifferent. She made herself busy cleaning the bar, mopping up the evening’s spills. He watched her as if he were watching a shooting gallery duck going back and forth. Daphne knew he was watching as she was keeping her eye on him as well. He was tall, six one, sitting there in a blue-stripe shirt, open collar, and black slacks. His short-cropped, brown hair graying at the sides marked him for being closer to fifty than forty. She wasn’t aware. Jack told me we would have sex back at my house. It was time to go and we both got dressed. We then started walking back to his car. When I was blindfolded, it seemed like such a long trip. But, when I could see, it really was not that far from the car. It was maybe a ten-minute walk. He opened my door and helped me into the car, He put the bag with all of his things into the trunk. We drove for about thirty minutes back to my house. I could tell he had a lot on his mind and was not talking so.