“Slinging dope looks good on you,” I said.“Thanks, but that isn’t it. I married a doctor,” she said.“Oh no more of Trina’s parties for y...u,” I suggested.“Not as many anyway,” she said with a laugh. “So what do you need Ty?”“Do you still provide weed for the medical patients?” I asked.“When I have it. Are you starting to grow again?” she asked.“I’m just going to supply some people in the medical field,” I agreed.“Is it as good as before?” she asked.“It should be the same, minus the mystique,” I. Even leaving aside the extraordinary change in our sex life, Wendy's general attitude had altered remarkably post-FUCK (I realised I was beginning to divide my life into pre- and post-FUCK). Pre-FUCK, she had been, on the whole, a good and devoted wife to me, and I had loved her dearly, but she had been very much one to stand up for herself, she had had no hesitation in letting me know when she felt I was at fault in any way, and she was extremely stubborn when she had decided what she wanted.. Bet there are more than health and safety rules permit, ' he said. 'Don't look round, but a woman over there has just pointed at you. Now she's heading this way. Boy with her is not bad.'That the Jays should turn up was no surprise. The club was mixed straight and gay, and their type of place. I introduced them to Smiles as 'the couple with the music system'. He asked them if they missed having me as a neighbour.Jayde said, 'He still comes round to his old flat sometimes, but he doesn't come up. A few days later, Stephanie told him she had some new shots. "I have helped Jeff get some new commercial clients. We shot this at one of them." "What is the scenario?" "Just wait. I think you will be able to tell what it is." She showed him the photographs. The scene was in an office conference room. Stephanie was dressed in a dark business suit consisting of skirt and jacket. The dress skirt ended just below the knees with a slit reaching mid-thigh. The jacket had the top two buttons undone..