Looking at Roger's body language, I knew that this wasn't going to be good news. "What else?" I asked.Roger looked around uncomfortably. "This is not ...fficial, mind you. I know that there are rumors of layoffs running around..."Huh? I was being promoted and laid off at the same time?"Anyway," Roger continued. "It's important that this doesn't leave this room. I know I can trust you, but I have to ask you specifically. Can I trust you to keep what I tell you a secret? From everybody?" Of. Her lashes followed her eyes down to the plant before her, and her lips were curved into a tiny smile as she picked. The wind had whipped a few strands of her strawberry-blond hair out of her loose ponytail. He reached out a hand to push it back from her eyes. Maisie snorted beside him, ‘Well, you don’t have to seem too interested.’ He blinked and moved his hand the nearest plant, relieved that she’d interrupted him with her words. ‘Huh? Interested? Interested in what?’ She shook her head at. As he arranged the corpse on the bed he was overcome again with a wave of numbing grief which drove him to his knees. He gathered her by the shoulder and clung to her, burying his face in her chest. As he sought comfort in the touch of her still warm body, he recognised the scent that had touched him.Gently, tentativly, he slipped his hand down the waistband of her pants and touched his wife's damp and cooling womanhood. It was slick with something other than piss, and he knew even without. I was still tired. I also realized that I missed being with Beth. I thought about that issue as I drifted off to sleep.I woke at my usual hour rested. I started coffee while I stretched. I pulled on shorts, sandals, and a tee shirt going outside to sit and drink my coffee.One of the girls from the site next to me came over and said, “I’m Karen. What’s your name?”“I’m Xavier but go by X. I’m from Nashville.”“Wow! That’s a long way. We’re from Phoenix. My sister and I go to college there as well..