.. After Sara called her own mother to see if she had heard from Barry ... After she made herself a cup of strong coffee ... She looked into the color...ul bottle and dropped that cup of hot coffee on her feet and on the carpeted floor of the living room.“JEAAAAN!”Were it not for the pain in her foot she was feeling from the hot coffee she would have been able to convince herself that she was dreaming. Maybe she was, why couldn’t she feel pain in a dream, yesterday she made love to her imaginary. Here I was kissing another man, his lips pushing against mine. In my wildest dreams I could have never thought this could be happening. His tongue then pushed past my lips and he began kissing me like I often kissed my wife. At first I tried to keep my lips stiff but eventually began to relax and I felt I almost enjoyed his tongue which seemed to explore my mouth. It was much firmer than when my wife and I kissed. He pulled back and I looked into his eyes. He reached down and began to toy with. Everyone got kind of relaxed and Red just sort of moved in in a kind of permanent way. It didn’t last, though. Nothing good ever does in this shit hole of a town. Still, we went out with a bang, that’s for goddamn sure… It was a crazy night and I was ready to get wild again. Really fucking wild and Red, my own personal ‘evil fuck’, was the perfect man to feed my need. It stated out with him dusting my nipples with coke and then sucking them clean while I was sprawled out on the coffee table,. At 5:32 I heard the garage door going up. I guess Janet wanted to talk after all. I waited in the family room. She walked in and came over, dropping her purse on the coffee table. She didn’t look happy.“Sit down,” I said, pointing at the chair next to the couch. Janet looked sad, and her eyes were red. I think she’d been crying a lot.“Do you still love me?” I asked her. Her face lifted and her eyes darted to me.“Yes!” She exclaimed. “Of course, I do! I don’t want to lose you!”“You know you hurt.