She hadn’t expected to find him at home. He was supposed to be at work. Puzzled, she looked at him again. He didn’t normally use the couch. It too... a moment and then she spotted it.“What’s that?” Maggie asked.“That is Patches,” Guy answered. “He’s my cat. Or maybe I should say that I’m his person.”“I don’t like cats,” Maggie said while glaring at the beast.Disinterested in her opinion, the cat looked at her and yawned. Guy scratched it behind the ear and it turned its head into his hand.“I do,”. .. reluctant. And mean about it,” said first wife.“We’ve been wondering...” said the younger. She was tentative in sliding lower. I liked the direction she was taking. Promising.“Spring? Look what I found,” she said to her sister.“Be careful,” Spring said,” You know how sore it’s been.”“Sore? As in painful? I’ve been ignoring you both?”“Well, yes,” said the younger, she found her target, “Spring Meadow ... he didn’t slap me ... come down here.”Spring burrowed under the robe. A second set of. There was barely any floor space in the dorm, only enough carpet for someone to walk in and sit on their bed. There was paint chipping from the walls, yet guests made themselves at home by decorating the wall beside their bed. It was almost a colourful, creative dorm, and it did not need to look so basic with just blue painted walls."I have hot chocolate," Alice stated as she showed Megan a usual purple cylinder pot of cocoa mix. "Would you like some?" Oh, yes please!"It was a basic,. I don’t think Amy is seeing anybody right now. We were all just lounging around having a few beers, most of the group late sleepers from the shift work. The three girls were in bikinis. The only two guys were myself and Walt, my closest buddy of the cool kids. Monica and Amy were there since it was their apartment pool, as well as Jackie, a smoking hottie from the casino who I considered out of my league. Jackie wasn’t drinking as she had to work that afternoon. She was a bartender and shift.