Her name was Clare—he knew that from her post box in the foyer—and he often fantasised about her when he masturbated.On Sunday, he did his laundry...in the building’s basement. To pass the time, he checked Facebook on his phone while making idle conversation with Harold—a life-long tenant with a sailor’s disposition, and the only other early bird doing washing.To his surprise, Clare descended the stairs into the laundromat, struggling to carry two baskets. He’d never seen her here before; their. But the real reason was that he was having sex with Mark King every Friday night after their dates.David froze. Mark King had been the man Nicole had lost her virginity to back when she was 17. He remembered her telling him that when they had discussed sexual histories before actually having sex for the first time. But he could clearly remember having sex with Mark at least once a week for the eight months they had been together.But his conversation with Nicole about their sexual history had. “You don’t have to be so formal with the name, Dan or Mr. Hayward is fine with me.”“Thank you, Sir, I mean Mr. Hayward.”“You’re welcome, Son,” he laughed lightly.Derek returned to Diane, smiling widely. She hugged and kissed him then she went to Dan doing the same.“Thank you, Daddy. Derek has been so good to me. Who knows, maybe he’ll become your son-in-law someday.”“Oh boy, more free hockey tickets!” he grinned.“Daddy, you are so incorrigible! I’ll have to give you an extra special thank you. "Please put some clothes on."She turned to face him, bringing her knees together, resting back on her heels. She looked up and smiled that loving smile. "I don't have any, Stan." Wait here." Yes, Stan."He went back to his room and searched for some clean clothes. No woman other than his sister had ever been in his apartment, so there was no chance of any left overs for the girl to wear. Instead, sorting through his small supply of actually clean clothes, he came up with a pair of boxer shorts,.