‘ ‘Worked’ Ms. Walsh? I wasn’t aware that Mike ‘worked’ at anything, besides getting a tan and learning about expensive hotels’. It was ...y attempt at levity, and frankly, it was a pretty poor effort. She smirked. That same knowing smirk I’d seen on Mike’s face more than once, when I’d attempted a joke. ‘Oh he worked alright. I think you’d be surprised at how hard. When he worked, he put his all into it.’ ‘What can we do for you, Ms. Walsh?’ asked Jo, in her clear contralto. Her accent was. With trembling fingers, Professor Brown pulledthe zipper tab up all the way and heard it click into place.Then his whole world turned upside down and he felt the room spinaround him.He tumbled to the floor, uttering a strangled cry, and then there wasonly darkness.***Arthur Brown had many very strange dreams that night. He was stuck insome kind of Technicolor nightmare world filled with cartoon animalsand searching for a way out, only to find a mirror and discover that hehad become a cartoon. "Janice blushed and shifted her gaze downwards, her finger idly tracingthe rim of her wine glass. She couldn't help but feel a pang of envy anddisappointment as she watched the married couple embrace, but shecouldn't tell why. Certainly she'd never felt attracted to the Professorbefore, but in the dim faded lighting he looked.. kinda cute. So didHannah for that matter, and her brow furrowed. She closed her eyes andtried to shake those weird thoughts away, her mind instead drifting tothe totem,. He knew about the pills Fay was using as a contraceptive and was enjoying sex with no complicated preparations.Tuesday Kathy would be past the time she probably could conceive but Fay and I decided to try one extra day on the chance her egg might be late dropping.Kent had to leave Wednesday.Tuesday evening after a light dinner Kathy and I slipped away and did our thing while Kent and Fay looked after the children.Then it was their turn.Later, Fay and I moved back to our trailer.It felt awfully.