Friday morning the phone rang at 9:15 it was Joann, Rita answered “Hi girlfriend, I didn’t think you were going to call”. “Rita Wednesday betw...en my kids, the dog, this house and a husband I was busy. Yesterday I need to call my friend Gary to see if there would be any interest in another lady”. Rita was completely interested “well what was his response”? “There interested as they have three guys who don’t get much action because of their equipment being very large”. Rita was stunned but Joann. "It's time. You need to get yourself ready." Mama?" the young girl looked at her inquisitively for a moment before she understood. "Oh, Mama!" she cried, painfully raising her body from the floor and reaching to embrace her mother."It'll be all right, little one," Carol whispered, using the same diminutive as her own mother did, under the same circumstances nearly 17 years earlier. "Your life is going to change now. You're the woman of the house." The tears flowed freely from both females now.. I let him pull me closer, his mouth hovering over mine as he whispered his love for me. Half of me wanted to forgive him, ask him to stay and just start new. The other half screamed to kick him out, I didn't want to be that girl. That girl who always took the cheater back because she didn't think she deserved better. Instead I just stood there in his arms, lifeless as he nudged my mouth with his, seeking a response. I felt his hands begin to creep down my body, palming my breasts desperately,. So it was not without a twinge of regret that I loaded my small borrowed rucksack packed with only the barest of necessities into the train that would take us into Hamburg to meet up with the bus transporting us across Germany to Berlin. However, knowing we would have three blissfully private days in the national capitol did give me reason to smile. We had managed to keep our little cat and mouse game going under his parents’ roof, we would be free and clear once we got off the bus and started.