"Ana, whatinthehell was that all about?" Oh, Chuck, I saw that damn puta," I guess she really did say that, "and I knew who she was from a picture of ...ne of the hunts. She... I..."Here she started crying so I held her for a minute and pushed her towards the stairs. "Go on up to your room, I'll take care of this, okay? I'll talk to you later."I went back to the kitchen to get a couple of more beers — I'd dropped the others on the porch — and as I did I thought about what I had seen. Sophie had. Once home I needed to address some emergent work issues. While waiting for me Mrs had something to smoke with the couple and made herself a drink. I guess it was taking me longer than I had thought because 20 minutes later the Mrs came to tell me and that the couple was fine with just hanging out since it seemed that I couldn’t participate because of work. I said I would be done in 5 minutes. As I walked back to where the couple had been chatting with Mrs I see the wife sucking, the now naked,. Just for a while, let me feel….” The words died in his throat as he pulled her closer, his hug tighter. Can she tell how fast my heart is beating? He wondered to himself. Can she understand everything my heart is telling her? Excitement. Shame. Loneliness. Pain.“Please,” he found himself pleading again. “Please, don’t leave me alone tonight.” He looked down at her, staring into her beautiful eyes. He kissed her.It was a short kiss, a shallow one, yet, a kiss had never tasted sweeter. The faint. “Did you ” My voicefaltered.“Did I what?”“Did you… you know, uh… do this… uh –”“On purpose? Of course I did, shit!”“Well I didn’t know sorry.”“Oh don’t act so innocent.”“I’m not, I mean, that is I’m not innocent. Or tryingto act like I am.” “Whatever, just shut up would ya? Just be quiet, shit!”I complied and shut my mouth. I stroked the dog’s.