" Well she probably feels she has to. We ran up some bills for Christmas and she feels bad about that." I knew this wasn't it, but I was clueless to w...at it could be.Friday night she came home and asked me to watch the kids as she was really sick and couldn't deal with them. When I went to bed Mary said, "Dirk, would you sleep on the couch tonight or with Josh? I can't have you in bed with me tonight." Didn't matter, for I felt we weren't like husband and wife anymore.I took the kids over to my. .. all preparatory to the punch in the nose... but somehow his mind kept wandering. His second martini was making its effects known... it certainly did taste good! And he couldn't quite understand about Molly Soames... He could swear she was making the biggest play for him since the creation of man, and yet no one seemed to notice... or if they did they didn't seem to care, Molly's husband least of all!By the time they went in to dinner, Tim and Molly were almost inseparable. He really couldn't. He picked up the stack of tests from the front corner of his desk,looked up and gave the class a kittenish smile.In a voice that could only be described as sultry, he addressed thestudents. "OK, people. Who'd like a little surprise?" The room wassilent. Behind his smile, Sean was screaming. "I decided to have alittle pop-quiz today. But don't worry, I didn't make it... hard." Seancoyly looked down at the floor, then back up at the class. The sexualinnuendo was impossible to miss.A hint of a. "I've been doing it for years," I said. "In fact, I just hitch-hiked out here from Florida giving truckers blow jobs to earn money, on my way." "So, you're adventurous," he said. "You'll be perfect for the job then. We get a good happy hour crowd and we like our lingerie girl here to flirt with the men and keep them around drinking." "I'll do what I can," I said. "Well, if you can give really sexy blow jobs, it helps, too," said Doug. He went back to prepping the bar for his shift and I drank.