One of the engineering students I'd met told me he shut off his phone just to keep from being interrupted. I had to assume Eric was doing that, too.Of...course this begged the question of Wesley. We had been sort of dating for more than a year, and I wondered if I would choose him if it came down to it. Eric and I had to have grown apart. But maybe we could rekindle things.That summer ironically found Eric working for a petrochemical company in Dallas while I worked in Ft. Worth. That was too. Gina drove home to her apartment and played a Selena CD to help her mood. It was a rough time for her as she was starting over after her boyfriend left her after she found him with her cousin at her sisters wedding over a year ago. Gina was a beautiful girl and she could not figure out why or how her man cheated on her when they had sex regularly. Oh well, she thought when she saw his picture. She took it out of it’s frame, tore it up and never thought of it again. That chapter was closed. She. I kicked her dog bowl over to her and then opened up a can of stale dog food for her to eat. It was wet and sloppy resembling sludge more than food. She went to lap it up but I quickly grabbed the chain around her neck to stop her. I needed to empty my bladder and couldn't be arsed to walk to the toilet a couple metres away. "Lift your bowl to your face and open your mouth. I don't want a single drop falling to the floor. Do you understand?"She nodded enthusiastically and opened her mouth wide. I almost gagged doing it, besides the smell of alcohol he’d thrown up at least once and had lost control of his bodily functions. I could see the dark stain across the seat of his pants and had a cruel thought. Maybe he’d get diaper rash. He moaned and opened one eye. I didn’t give him a chance to speak.I threw down a pair of sweatpants. “Here. Put these on before you come into the house, and DO NOT bring those clothes inside! You can do what you want with them but my suggestion is an unmarked.