Jenny shared her number. Fuck! She shared her number. How does a woman do that? I don’t know. I can’t understand. The very casualness of it all, w...ll….it is dirty, it’s disgusting.He kissed her again.‘You got your sap along?’ Blue Jeans wanted to know.‘He won’t be a problem’ she assured him earnestly. Jenny pointed to our Volvo estate.Blue Jeans looked across at me. I must have looked like the turd that had been dumped on the seat. That must be how we seem. At any rate, it determined some. The conversation started out casual. Then it got very interesting. Jill told Donna that I was being an ass. That I would rather work on the truck, than take her to bed.That was a lie.Donna broke in, "At least when he takes you to bed, he makes sure you're satisfied. All Joe cares about is himself. Last night he came home, late. I was in the bed waiting, with some candles lit. He came to bed and just slid over to me. I asked him what was he was doing?"He said, "I'm going to fuck the shit out of. Carol walked in with one of the junior nurses. The pair acknowledged him before checking the tidiness other beds. Carol then came over to him while the other nurse left again. "How are you this morning?" she asked him. "Good," Stephen replied. "I'm sleeping a little better," he then added. "How's the hand?" Carol came around to the other side of the bed to check on it. "I tried going without painkillers to see how it feels," he began. "Although it still hurts it's the itching that's the. I realized that I had not eaten anything that day. So thinking Andrea would not be home early; I decided to go eat at a café not far from us.I returned at about half past nine and there were lights on in the living room and in the bedroom. Andrea was home.When I opened the door, I almost stumbled over my own bag I had left there. Lying on the living room floor were two pair of women's heels and two pair of men's shoes. Draped over the couch were various clothing articles from obviously multiple.