We are in one of the less used change rooms, as per Elizabeth’s instructions. We can see why that is. While it looks like it is still maintained, it...is definitely last on the custodian’s to-do list. The floor is mostly clean but ends in a line of grime where it meets the wall. The benches are wood and are so worn in some places they look polished. There is a single bag on one of the benches along with a woman’s leather jacket folded neatly next to it.The shower shuts off and Elizabeth walks. Dhaniki adi full ga navvi neeku etla kavalante atla chei nannu nee moddaki nenu banisanu ani patchi lanja la matladindhi. Aa taruvatha vadu melliga dhani sallu cheekuthu puku lo velu petti denguthunnadu dhaniki adi orrey tattukolenu atla chesthe nee modda ivvu naku naa puku pachadi chei nannu lanjani chei ani arusthundhi. Ventane vadu vadi modda choopinchadu nakanna peddade adi full ga cheekindhi aa taruvatha dhanni padukobetti panga chapi vadi modda dhani puku meedha rub chesadu adi. Even a divorce based on total absence of marital relations. So, it made sense that she'd choose financial security over sexual satisfaction. Yeah, he could certainly understand that. But, it was poor consolation for being alone.Must have imagined it. Or maybe bumped into the handle of the sliding glass doors. Yeah, that was it. Bumped into --Hey! Something was fondling his crotch. Damn it, there was nothing there! Nothing but soap suds and pubic hair, but now he had a raging erection and it. Phil hated this hospital and he hated his insurance company for making him attend counseling. Katie sits in silence. Sheila never told her what the problem was. Was this some sick joke they were playing on her. Looking up at Phil and his facial expression she knew this wasn't a prank, "What about prostitutes?" "Is that your suggestion? I'm not fucking paying for sex from whore!" yelling louder than before, "and get some disease?!" Katie quickly tried to back step, "I thought maybe.." Phil.