So, as Chris would say, ‘like it or lump it.’ You’re stuck with me.” He sat down to finish his meal, and stared out into the backyard. She st...od behind him, and pulled at his heart like gravity. ‘My brain’s scrambled, huh? I’ve never heard of that diagnosis.’ ‘Well, I’m not board certified, but I think it’s valid.’ Dragging a chair next to his, she sat down and rested the good side of her face against his shoulder. ‘I’m hungry.’ He placed the sandwich against her lips, and said, ‘Eat.’ She. Just like the night before I was hard enough to tear through my jeans. And just like the night before, Mike was suddenly there next to me with a note.This time, when I opened the note, it read, "What would you do for a chance to fuck me in the ass? Would you be willing to let someone spank your ass on stage while you pound mine? If so, come to the second door on the building next door at 2:00 am for the special after hours show."I should have gotten up and run out of there. I really should. I hear cabinet doors opening and closing. I feel her eyes on me. I look up.Sherrie stands like a mother, nurse, sister and lover all meshed into a fantasy dream image. She is so imbued with power and grace she seems divine, the humid bathroom light making the light of the doorway glow around her. Meeting her eyes they glow like greasy opals in hot sand.My hand flutters to my neck and chest. I feel my skin is heated. Sherrie grins, knowingly. Her small, tender grin reminds me of my mother’s she. She had married young, loved her life and husband but having rose through the rank in the retailer to Director level she had not forgotten her past or where she had come from. Stella had teenage c***dren who stayed with her parent on Thursdays. She worked for the local council in finance. Likewise she had a great life and marriage but together with Hazel they liked safe sex and the experience of shagging different men. They always chose well, only had sex with a man / men when they were.