Shirley and I agreed it was none of his business and didn't confess any of it. Our folks always shushed folks quick with a better they get married tha... not. Lots of kids quit school because they have to get married. These kids didn't. We did get some respect. Before we got married there always seemed to be time for us to be alone, often in the comfort of one of our homes. After we got married we stayed at her house till the upstairs was fixed up at my house. The room covered the entire house so. ‘It is for me, my attorney says I will get jail time. If I cop a plea and cooperate, it will be less.’ He told me sadly. ‘God, I’m sorry, Jerry. Is there anything I can do?’ ‘Not really, maybe just one thing.’ ‘Anything.’ I told him. ‘They are going to take the house, the bank accounts, everything. In fact we only have a few days left now.’ I nodded, by now I knew things were serious. ‘I want you to take care of Janice.’ ‘Janice?’ That was a surprise. ‘Yes. We got married right out of high. "Yyyy." I'll leave now." I exited quickly.My walk home was interrupted. An Italian job that put the Lurch's price into a toy catalog, passed me, huffing its pipes. Its soft tires ground against asphalt. The carbon fiber body thrust a gull wing door up. A hand reached out and offered a middle finger. I walked past, head forward."Dreary? Really? I wouldn't have cared, if you'd called her a hag." Get in."I stopped walking. "Get out."The rumbling hum expired."I never expected to see a rental tag on. He reached down and pulled the fabric around her genitals just as the lights turned upward and focused on them. The crowd roared with delight as John readied himself and swung from his lofty perch. Timing it perfectly she grasped the bar and swung to match his approach, on the second sing she released, did a summersault and was caught by the strong grip of her husband, unaware of her post orgasmic condition. Lance timed his departure and flew from the plank, on her second pass she was.