"I came to get some food. Whats going on?" I followed her out the door."My asshole manager just fired me. Can I get a ride home?" She got into my car ...nd shut the door. I gotin and we started to drive to her house across town. It was in one of the low income areas, as a waitressjob didn't pay very well."What the hell just happened? Why did he fire you?"She looked at me, and her face was a frown. "He caught me taking money from the register. Whatbusiness is it of yours?"I shrugged at her. "I was. "What," Gina mumbled breathlessly as she tried to turn and face Lucy. "What are you doing?" Well," Lucy mumbled in her ear. "Your jeans are damp... Sure you're not horny?" I didn't say I wasn't horny," Gina mumbled. "And now that you've noticed the... state... of my jeans... Can you please remove your hand?"Instead of doing as she was told, Lucy squeezed Gina firmly through her jeans and Gina's eyes grew, if possible, even wider and with a small pant she grabbed Lucy's hand trying to stop it."I. We’re willing to explore but we are not willing to really push boundaries for fear of being pushed out of bed completely.”“Huh,” Liz said, nodding thoughtfully. She had returned to her previous spot. “So, hypothetically, what are some things you’re interested in exploring?”“I don’t know,” I admitted. “I’m pretty pleased with my sex life.”“You’re banging me,” Liz said. “Of course you’re pleased.”“There is that,” I agreed. “But you’re fun and spontaneous. I don’t really have to give much thought. With the anger of the Gestapo during Yom Kippur she grabbed my shoulders and bellowed, "if you mention that fuckin' show one more time I'll turn you into a horny toad!" Her vocabulary seemed to be expanding."Can we omit the 'toad' part," I teased. She leaped from the bed and stood glaring down at me, arms akimbo. Her love for me seemed to have magically disappeared like Covid was supposed to. I looked down noticing the intricate trails of varicose veins covering her legs. She caught my reaction.