“What is it?” I asked.“Take out the paper inside.”It was the results of her STI test, all the different tests marked NEG, except one, Gonorrho...a, was marked POS.“For coming to Munich and stopping me giving that to you,” she said, “I am so, so sorry.”“Don’t worry about that now,” I said, “have they fixed it?”“Yes, I had an injection at the doctor’s and I have to take antibiotic tablets for ten days.”Once we reached home, I waited in their living room while Cal went upstairs to shower and. ”I laughed but understood the confusion.“You have sex with your girlfriend. Alyssa says she’s not my girlfriend. She just wants to be fucked.”“What? No way!”“Think about it.”“I am and it makes total sense but I just can’t believe it.”“I know, right? She just wants us to fuck her.”There was silence. A significant moment like this takes time to sink in.Chris broke the quiet. “So what do we do?”“We figure out a time and place where we can fuck her. My place, your place, maybe her place, any place. That was a little unfair, she was more than attractive she wasstunning. She was about 25 to 30 or somewhere there abouts. She wasdressed smartly and held herself well. I wondered what position she wasapplying for. I was immediately hoping for second chef.I watched as she sat beside the other applicants talking and laughing. Ibusied myself as the contractors finished the installation of the barfridge. The only problem was I couldn't take my eyes of the gorgeous girlwaiting to be interviewed. I. We laughed and talked until midnight when Glenda and I went to bed. I lay beside Glenda, listening to her familiar sounds, the little snuffles as she tried to sleep, the way her breathing became more regular as she drifted off.When I was sure she was fast asleep, I carefully pushed back the bed clothes, and, in my simple, sheer black nightdress, I padded quietly along the landing, down the slightly creaky staircase and into the sitting room. A fire still blazed in the hearth giving the only.