By the next Monday, now just four days away, I'd have to get myself back into the office, which would expose me.Susan and I were discussing this probl...m in the early evening of the second day with the same futility that our previous talks had produced when all hell suddenly broke loose. Well, not quite, but close enough. It came in the form of the local TV news, which I'd had on in the background. I hadn't been paying it much attention, but I jerked my head quickly around as soon as the name. So I would always be home alone with the baby.my girlfriend at the time forgot to tell me that her mom was coming to stay with us she had call my girlfriend and told her she was coming she broke up with her very bad boyfriend it was so bad she waited For him to go to work and she Packed her stuff and left. She said she drove for seven hour.she was telling me this after she came in with all of her stuff.she got something to drink and then she said I need to take a shower and relax And that she. ”I looked at her. She was smiling. She was teasing me. “I didn’t think I was, either,” I said. “Wow …”The next morning I went into work early, a full hour early. I was the first, at least the first woman as I had my choice of changing stalls. I decided to stay on the far end regardless, maybe there was some kind of seniority. I stripped out of my dress, bra, and panties. Yes, I dressed more practically. The second day still felt strange to wall away from my clothes and enter the office. There was a white fluid drooling out of her and a red stain on her thighs and in her sparse pubic hair. She shook her head angrily and wiped at herself as best she could. Then she grabbed my shirt off the ground. She balled it up and used it to clean the stains away from her groin. Then she tossed the dirty shirt at me. She pulled her hot pants up and tucked her shirt in and glared at me. “You’re hopeless!” she said. I got up and pulled my pants up and looked at her. I wanted to say something.