But what was the point of it now?“Earth to Matt!”I snapped out of my anxiety and stared at them.“You were on some other planet.”“Sorry. I wa... just standing here thinking.”“I was ... standing in the shower thinking!“ the girls sang at the same time. They shared a zap of jinx through their index fingers. I laughed, mostly glad to be spared the scrutiny of my thoughts.“Hey, have you heard from James recently?” Heather asked Lara suddenly.“No, not since the summer. Why?”Heather lowered her voice.. Then she begged my forgiveness if they were too frank, they had enjoyed some wine with supper. Her husband’s siblings and mother lived in Kawin’s house, he was successful while they were not. Kawin’s two younger brothers were not married and it was a very friendly house. She was sure that my husband was wonderful and was enough for me. But after their first year together her sex drive kept rising, while her husband’s had “flattened.” He had some very nice younger brothers who liked her and were. Bizarrely, they sometimes forget. The Refectory was originally named theJimmy Saville Lounge, but once he was outed, they had an urgent need tofind a new name for it. Staff and Students were consulted. Nelson Mandelaticked a few boxes, but his brand was thought to be contaminated by 'OnlyFools and Horses' and overuse. My suggestion was 'Myra Hindley Lounge'.Fortunately, submissions were anonymous, because I realised immediatelyafter I posted it in the Suggestions box, that I really meant. The kids beg her for a snack. While the kids are snacking, she cooks dinner and straightens the house. She wants things to be nice when her husband gets home.HE walks in the door. The kids rush to him. His face brightens as he hugs and kisses them. She eagerly awaits her turn, happy to see her husband at the end of the day. He lightly pecks her on the lips, squeezes her tits and heads to the office to work on the computer. She follows him and asks how his day went. He doesn't want to talk about.