“Fuck you, John. How could you do that to me?”“Jane, I told you, I didn’t do it. I told you, the daughter you cheated on did it before I got h...me.” I said still holding out the gift card.“She hates me that much?”“Oh yeah. You felt a little of her hate when she hit you. If you want to feel even more stick around for about fifteen minutes and she’ll be home.”Jane took the Wal-Mart gift card and walked slowly out of the house.“John. Please give me another chance. This was the only time I cheated. We were chatting ten to the dozen, but I could feel myself clenching certain parts of my body every now and then. I really needed the loo but I was enjoying our conversation so much, which often happens when you’re not actually talking about work.I took my time and got to the point of desperation before I made my move. Fortunately, Graham, a real bore of a man that I work with, interrupted us and I made my excuses and headed for the loo.Our host’s house was immaculate, to say the least.. Oh look I said “we can always turn it off. Its recording all the time and overwrites every 60 mins anyway”. “Do it” the wife said, “as she stripped off”. Logging on we sat on the bed hunched over an ipad looking at multiscreen of the house flicking through the screens nearly all were dark and quiet. The only 2 with life was ours and the one next to ours. I turned the volume up a little as the scene in the next room came to life. “How come your still awake?” says Grand ma, “found one of mums. I took her to my place because she was drunk. I didn’t want her to leave alone in the night. After going home, she got some vomiting, maybe because of drinking. Then I made her relaxed and offered hot coffee. Then I gave her my half pant and shirt and told her to change her dress for night. Her dress was spoiled due to vomiting. Then she changed it. I said now you are looking for a modern gal. She smiled and said I am feeling little awkward in such dress. I said you will get used to it after.