As I pulled into the driveway, I was grateful that I had left my car at the club, so there was space for Jim's car in our garage. His car parked in fr...nt of the house would start scandalous rumors. I hit the door opener and drove in. Jim stopped his car short, in the driveway, and got out to help me with my drunken husband. He easily lifted him, despite his weight, and carried him inside. He placed him on the living room couch and turned to face me. I stared up at him and said," thank you". I. ” “I kn-know. I’ve never had to face the dangerous side of his life, but I know it’s there. It’s why he’s in prison.” His girlfriend stared up at him with vulnerability in her large watery blue eyes, and he leaned in to kiss her on the forehead. Wrapping her hand fiercely into his t-shirt, she pulled him further downward, to kiss her on the lips instead. Not one of their usual tongue-wrestling matches, or passionate lip-lock, but an exchange of intimacies. “Make love to me,” she whispered. He. Then I put it all together and realised what you were doing. Come here and let's discuss it," she said.All the time Marie had been talking, she was rummaging in her purse for a syringe full of a strange florescent green liquid. When Ben sat next to her she stabbed him with the syringe and emptied the contents into his arm. Ben gave a puzzled look and passed out.Ben slowly regained consciousness. It was pitch black, but he guessed he must have been out for hours. He tried to get up but could not. ”***The thing that always got to me first was the smell of her bedroom. It was very womanly. A mixture of faint perfumes floated in the air, not overpowering, but there.There was a flatpack shelf on the floor and a bare wall which I assumed was where she would like the shelf to be installed.My brain ran through a list of things I’d need to figure out- hollow vs solid wall, possibly finding the studs, check wiring behind the walls, etc. I didn’t mind, I love doing stuff like this. And for.