I glanced down and yet again noticed the almost imperceptible tightening of her thigh muscles. “I’m sorry if something I’ve said made you unco...fortable...” I started. “I guess I figured nothing I could say would bother you in any way.” No response. I tried to make light of the situation. “I totally get it if talking about lesbian sex makes you uncomfortable, I don’t enjoy it either!” That brought her back. “No, it’s not that at all. I’m sorry. It’s just...hearing you talk so passionately. “I will. As soon as I get my due.”“Mamma’s at work.”“I can wait until then.” He grinned and pulled a worn, faded Rubik’s cube from his pocket.“Get away from our door.” Stacy ordered, calming somewhat.“Nope. I’m sticking right here, until your mamma gives what she owes me.”Stace drew on her well tended pluck. “Don’t move.” She plucked keys from her jacket and ignored the fat black man while she unlocked the door.“You’re as stupid as she is.” Terry pushed his way into our home, catching my. At the top of lists of new emails I see one from Joy. It reads:“Mark, I am not sure what to say. Should I say sorry or thank you? I will tell you I am feeling a little guilty right now. But the truth is I am feeling more horny than guilty. I had one hell of an orgasm while in the shower and imaging I was there watching you cum. I didn’t think I missed sex that much but now realize just how much I do miss it, so thank you! I was thinking about several things before writing you this. One, can we. The little girl gave me a hug and kiss, then ran to her friends. She was still wound up from being on airplanes for the last twelve hours, but was brought into the kid pile and very quickly fell asleep.Maria didn’t come to me right away, and I was concerned. I had to go to her and gather her into my arms. “Why are you avoiding me, Maria? I’m very happy you’ve come back to us.”The Latino looked at me with watery eyes, and asked, “Are you really happy I’m back? Can you forgive me for leaving you.