As it was, he figured it would be two or three in the morning before he’d be able to fall asleep. He decided that he’d try to get a caffeine free ...oda later.The young man closed his cell phone. He grumbled, “I’m not going in to work.”“Are you expecting any calls from family or friends?” Dexter asked.“No.”“Turn off your cell phone,” Dexter said.“Why?” the young man asked.Dexter said, “They can’t call you if your phone is off. You’re in a hospital. If your boss gives you a rasher of shit about. Autumn had been licking Vanessa’s pussy and ass, which Lizzie now realized were even wetter than before. She could smell the growing arousal more by the second.“Nick ... Nick? What the hell is going on here?” Lizzie had the nerve to blurt out angrily at first, and then she remembered that she was busted, “ ... um, I suppose that you’re wondering the same thing, aren’t you?”“No, dear, I’ve figured it out pretty damn well on my own. Seems that we’re both cheaters, I dare say. The only differences. I came off stage, happy, wet with perspiration and quivering with the excitement of the gig. It was almost like the old days. I took a much-needed shower and dressed in my usual jeans and a sweatshirt. The wig was packed carefully along with my stage clothes. The dress I had worn that evening would go for dry-cleaning and the whole lot would magically appear at the next venue, thanks to my assistant, Jacqui who had been with me for years. I intended to walk to the hotel, but the stage door. When she pulled back he was blushing and looking down at the ground. ‘Thank you so much! Thank you! I don’t know what I woulda done if you didn’t come by! My name’s Nisha and I’m 6 years old!’ She told him excitedly. ‘Y-yyo-yooouur we-eel-cc-coo-omee. Iiii-ii’mm Mmma-mma…’ He tried to tell her his name but his stutter got even worse when he was nervous. He couldn’t look at her. He just stared at his feet. Waiting for her to laugh at him like the other kids did. None of them would be his friend.