Everything is relative, I guess.I dump my overnight bag, jump in the shower and reflect that it’s been a good start. My unease over this shit thing ...as lessened because I’m having fun and there are worse things in life right?I wrap a robe around me and head for the kitchen. First off, this is a lovely house. Bathroom and kitchen are super modern, all soft closing doors and hidden openings that spring open at a touch. My kitchen, I can barely get the cupboard doors to close. I barely have actual. If she does not approve, it cannot happen. Women have as many rights here as men."Mama grinned, "I like this place! However, if my man finds a woman who could share the household chores and looking after the children, I might not object. I might prefer her not to be very pretty, though our tradition demands that a husband treat his wives equally."Winston saw an opportunity an coughed politely before asking, "Talking of that subject, Mama, it is my impression that Adeola and Eniola are of. Now Sheri started laughing and had to hold the counter to keep from falling. At my expense, the laughter finally settled and Sheri looked at me and told me that she was not serious. Claudia informed me that Sheri was following something that she, herself, had told a trucker last night. Apparently the trucker was too friendly with Claudia and so she put him in his place. Now it was my turn to laugh. I was still laughing as I held the door open and we left. It happened that our cars were parked. Her arms comforted her and through her sobs she unburdened herself. Jill went on for almost a hour, revealing every hurt and emptiness within her. Carol listened patiently, assuring her that everything was going to be better."Are you willing to take my advise?" Carol said. "No questions asked?"Jill nodded and blew her nose in the handkerchief Carol had given her."Very well. Take off your clothes."Surprised, Jill stopped wiping her tears and looked at the older woman. She was at a loss for.