”“Is there gonna BE a next time?”“Heh. When we started talkin’ I would have said no. Now ... No, it probably ain’t smart. Too bad, too –...you’re a party animal, Babe!”“I’m mad, you know!” Audrey declared.“You got a right, I guess...”“I can’t REMEMBER a FUCKING THING! I have this video of me getting off eighteen times and I don’t REMEMBER SHIT!” Audrey howled.Ramon was taken aback! “What?”“You ripped me off! I had all that great sex and I DON’T REMEMBER! I wanna meet the white guy! I wanna DATE. “Sorry.” This was not working as she had hoped. Instead of sitting down she picked up the jacket.Now his voice was clear. “Please don’t go. It was good you visited.” Angela paused. This was weird but he had not flashed her, the nurse had been neglectful. She was well aware young men got erections easily.“Just a moment then.” She sat down. “I would like to do something better than shop bought cake next time. Could I make you one? Or what books I could bring?”He paused, looked at her like he was. It was massaging the curls there. Her moaning grew louder. She turned her back to me and bent over with her legs spread apart. Her hand was now rubbing her wet slit. It was moving slowly and dipping into the fold. She started to put one finger inside herself. I gulped for some air. I felt a hand slide up my arousal. It was seeking to get a grip on me. It was Danielle. She was moaning and salivating. I lasted another 5 minutes. My professional distraction layer dropped. I wanted to be part of. It lounged there, smugly indifferent to the gaze of the man watching it, waiting for it to ring.It was a cheap Jitterbug, bought for a one-time usage. Once it rang, it would be confined to the trash, never to be seen again.The man shifted restlessly in the old rickety chair. A fat roach (there seemed to be no other kind in this dirty apartment) skittered across the dark linoleum underneath the table. Its claws made a disgusting clittering sound.Still no ring.The flier had gone blowing across.