..The pressure was intense. The strain was approaching extreme. The tension had to find its release.Well work is actually very like sex. Though it’s...hard to get sex on the job usually, especially an all male work site, unless you are gay. The building construction phase was at the critical stage of being between the bonus performance and the penalty clauses.The Boss had just told his foreman Alex to get all the extra over time he could arrange... Happening...NOW... like five minutes ago...Over. When he asked why she just didn’t drive her car home, she said she was tired and didn’t feel like driving. The next day, he drove her back to the market for her car and she followed him home. Soon, she stopped driving altogether and asked Max to drive her places and it became clear, she couldn’t remember how to get to where she wanted to go. When they went to see Dr. Goldstein, their family doctor, to determine what was going on, Max could see she was trying to hide her failing memory using. Yet she was afraid of the upcoming results. "Rick, ever since Philip died, I've been lonely. Very lonely. I know you loved Erin but you and I are fully aware that the Erin you knew and loved will never be back. And if, by some miracle she did bounce back, it would never be the same between the both of you." I'm well aware of that. The Doctor in charge at the asylum says that she never inquires about me. All she asks for is Honey. Honey this, Honey that. I don't think she even thinks about me. Faint snores that sounded a bit more like whines echoed throughout the room. I sat up and found the rest of my ladies scattered on the bed.I sat up only carefully only to have Tatyana and Ashley spring up. Tatyana held me as Ashley leaned forward and shook the others awake.“Tatyana?” I asked.“We aren’t letting you sneak off to get ready,” she said. “We decided that yesterday while you were training.”“I don’t sneak off,” I complained.“You would have headed to the shower without waking any of us.