Why were you walking in the rain until you are so wet?" Love," I answered "Love and confusion," as I flipped my cup over so that she could pour some c...ffee into it.I had no sooner taken one or two sips when someone approached the table. A man, loud, drunk, red faced and wide eyed slammed his fist down, splashing the coffee onto my hands, and soaking my fingers with the long manicured French nails."What?" I stammered, pulling back in consternation, all too aware of what might happen next."Filthy. Sis grabbed the phone from Dad’s limp hand, and identified herself. Her face too grew grim, and she signed off with a curt “We’ll be straight down.”“What is it, Laura? Is Mom okay?”She shook her head.“They didn’t do the procedure. They did a test and discovered that she’s already pregnant. They’ve had to sedate her.”“Oh shit!”Dad was in bits, so I drove. We went in to collect Mom; she had a real haunted look and didn’t say anything at all as the nurses put her in a wheelchair and we rolled her. Other authors had called this low marriage centrality; she’d work that observation into her work too, plus it would give her an opportunity to quote yet another learned journal.Earlier she’d written a couple of thousand words about how The Circle treated jealousy, and introduced the concept of compersion to the readers of the erudite paper in a whole section by that title. She’d have to edit that piece when she moved it into the main body of the report.Each of The Circle members also flouted. "I'm hard, Andie. Once more?" Jeez, Sean! Do you want to ruin her?" Said Fred. "How many times he do it in a day, Andie?" Way too many for me. Wanna volunteer to relieve the pressure? Maybe a blowjob to start learning?" Andie said with a grin, knowing that the question would not make Fred happy." I refuse to respond to that," Fred said quietly."Ah come on, Fred, just a few quick strokes and a nice, long work out with your pretty mouth?" Which earned Sean the remainder of a tuna salad sandwich.