’ Joanna smiled a dangerous smile and sat down in the chair. ‘Did you really? And which particular part did you think that I might have forgotten?...The part where you texted me and said you hadn’t even gotten dressed yet? Or perhaps the bit where you said you were, and I quote, ‘bored and hazy as fuck’ and teasing yourself through your panties?’ Aimee put the rose up to her face, hoping vainly that Joanna might mistake her blush for protective coloration. ‘I just thought you might, um…be. “Yes Cathy I was saying I understand. Please let me explain. I was married and about a year ago my husband came home and found me and our German Shepherd, Barnie, together. He called me a dirty filthy whore. He packed his bags and left me that very day”. “Oh I am sorry” Cathy said. “Oh don’t be sorry love. Barnie was a better lover than my husband. Then about 6 months Barnie was hit by a car and he had to be put down. I was devastated. He was so kind and satisfied me like my useless husband. But, not only do you live with me, you happen to be my husband.?I heard him sigh again before she finished:?And I’m the one paying for you to do so.??Yes, you do,? he admitted, ?and I love you for it almost as much as I love your personality and the way you look. But I’m still a man in case you’ve forgotten.??That’s right,? she agreed. ?A man who looks at porn and expects his wife to pay a fortune for it.? Another big and put-upon sigh greeted her reminder, as if he were the one who should be. “Winters, back off,” Greg said. “We’re just having a gentleman-”“Blah blah blah bully blep,” Tiff said, miming a talking mouth with her hand. “Listen, kidbucks-”“We’re seniors, junior,” Cool Mark snapped.“Yeah, and I’m not a virgin, dorkus,” Tiff said. “So, you know.”“Dude, did you just admit you’re a slut?” Cool Mark asked.“Nah, it was your mom who did that,” Tiff said, her cheeks coloring, as if she hadn’t quite worked out how her quip would function.“What-” Cool Mark asked.“Whatever!” Tiff.