"You heartless, lying, cheating, bastard," she began, the tears wetting her cheeks anew. "How could you do that?" Do what?" he inquired, totally puzzl...d. This was not the welcome he needed; he was all in after an exhausting week."Don't give me that! You know what I'm talking about. Shagging your blonde bimbo," she snarled. "You fucking hypocrite, all that cant about how faithful you always were, all those protestations of love, that my scars meant nothing. All that shit about never needing a. Carl, the consummate actor, began working himself into the role he would play.Janet had noticed the young man at the bar who kept glancing at her. Not in a leering way; more like shyly, as if he were trying to work up his nerve to come over. Janet liked guys like that. They weren't pushy. Handsome, she thought, without the swagger of the conceited. Tall, well built with an athletic look about him. Dark wavy hair. Nicely dressed in a casual way; jeans and a really nice sweater. She noticed that. ‘No? Whadya mean no? You don’t even know what I was going to say.’ I shrugged. ‘Doesn’t matter, it obviously isn’t something I want to hear or you wouldn’t have started out that way. So the answer is no.’ ‘Aw, come on Charlie, don’t be like this. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t important.’ ‘You wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t picked the short straw.’ From the look on his face, I’d scored a hit. ‘Yeah, well, some people cheat.’ He jammed his hands in his pockets and sighed. Dammit, I hated it. The afternoon went quickly. Kathy helped the librarian reorganize the bestiality videos during study hall and monkeyed around with the assistant coach during afternoon sex-ed. She met Christi at her locker and the two shared a long, sweet kiss. Hand in hand they strolled through the big front doors and down to the curb."Mommy can't come get us today, so we'll have to get a ride home," Kathy said as they took their place in the line of girls in search of transportation. They raised their skirts.