Do you think she’s having an affair?I said, “Maybe. I don’t want to think that but I guess it’s possible. When she’s here, she’s not here....That insatiable sex appetite we both enjoyed is all but nonexistent. I’m thinking that she and the kids are better off without me. I’m standing in the way of her and her lover’s happiness if that’s the case. Tiffany, please don’t tell anyone yet but I gave my notice this morning. I’m quitting. I don’t need the job. It was something to keep me occupied after. The account is the same. You can use that for your paperwork!"I was really getting tired of talking to his fucking dick. What the fuck could he be writing up there."That is not how it works sir," he said, loosing interest. "You must have a valid card. If you do not want my service, that is fine. I have been working 12 hours since 6 this morning and I would love to go home." I don't even have $200," I said, rummaging through my wallet and hiding the $300 I just got from the ATM. Not that I. That’s when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I froze. Someone else was in the house! I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket, hugged it to my chest, and backed into the dining room, cautious that the wooden floorboards creaked in some spots. Whoever was in the house was between the front door and me. I hid under the dining table and watched the hulking frame of the intruder walk into the shadows of the living room. I flipped open my phone and instead. He had worked his way through school without the help of his parents or a scholarship. He was rather intense, but seemed to have a good perspective on his future. He had stated that when he graduated, he would have his school bills paid off and be ready to take a job. When he asked me out one Saturday night, I jumped at the chance. We went to a movie, then drove around and talked. He didn't try to kiss me the first date, which I found refreshing. We dated a few more times then one night.