“Did you lie and cuddle together like this?” Larry asked her. Ginny nodded. “I guess you talked as well?” “Yes,” she said softly. “Y...u obviously talked about me,” he said. “Yes,” she told him. “He felt guilty about fucking me. He likes you, you know. Anyway I told him the truth, I felt it best.” “Everything?” “Yes,” she replied. “About catching you yesterday morning and you subsequently telling me about your fantasy.” “What did he say to that?” “He told me that he had recently been. "Hi ma!" Natalie yelled into the phone. "Merry Christmas!" Matthew!" Mrs. Briggs replied. "So good to hear your voice, even if itis THAT voice!" Well, if you insist," Natalie laughed, coughing and returning to hernatural masculine voice. "Though this is one of your Christmas presents,okay?" Fine," Mrs. Briggs laughed. "How's life in Paris?" Going really, really well," Natalie said. "I'm just calling to wish youMerry Christmas and to say that I have a girlfriend. My love to dad andthe girls,. “When and where?” “About five years ago at a place called Shenanigans, down in Indiana,” said Walt. “That’s why I asked you about him using that word. Shenanigans is a party house for swingers.” “So,” said Gretchen, “Sheriff Jensen is also in the lifestyle?” “He was,” said Walt, “and as far as I know he still is. He’s not part of our group. He does not play locally.” “This doesn’t make sense to me,” puzzled Gary. “If he swings, why would he object to the B&B hosting an occasional party?” Walt. When I made it home she was ready and I barely had time to get ready myself before dashing out the door, Jen already waiting for me in the car."Hurry up Nick, I told Pat at lunch today that we would definitely be there on time. You need to help them set up the speaker system on the pool deck since the weather turned out so much better than the forecast," she rattled off without sounding a bit unapologetic for volunteering me for the job.Typical Jen, still, she knew me well. I hated dealing with.