"Holy shit, I don't know what to say about all that," she replied."Memories are really over rated I think now that I work from a laptop's memory." I s...ggested."You are really joking aren't you?" she said still not accepting the situation."Not at all, does it really matter that much?" I asked."I guess not," she finally said as she finally seemed to accept how things wee going to be with us. "So you live in this old people's home?" I live in an all adult condominium building, if that is what you. Her emotions road on the big-girl rollercoaster. She was at once horny, scared, anxious, submissive, and then impotently angry, insatiable, demanding. Her emotions riveted around like a steel ball in a pinball machine. She couldn’t keep up with the mix of intense feelings that raced through her.She would ask for names when her mouth wasn’t stuffed. She would try to make human connections, but there were no ties to be knotted. All they knew or cared about was here was this fucked up, MILF that. Just then, you wake up, and tell me that you want to flip over. The sun is making you hot, and I offer to help to put more lotion on your back and legs as you roll towards your stomach. Once there, I reach up by your head to grab the lotion, and whisper in your ear about the people near us, and how they are watching you. You just laugh at me and say, ‘no they aren’t.’ But as soon as I lift myself off you, you turn your head with your eyes still closed, towards the other people. I start with the. 'Honey, I'm home, ' didn't do it. So I told the two of you that we might have a problem. Hell, you were too busy bucking and screaming to hear me. So I made a louder racket. That got your attention," he finished, grinning despite himself."You two scrambling for that sheet was about the dumbest thing I've ever seen. About as fucking dumb as making my life a living hell by becoming a jealous shrew," he said, taking another bite and glowering at his wife."Honey, I'm sorry." 'Honey, I'm sorry, '".