At five, she'd come home and not even notice. But the next night, I would get home from work and she'd be mad that there was a dish in the sink and no... in the dishwasher. It became very disturbing.The nights she stayed sober were wonderful. At first, she would be sober most of the time when I came home. Then it became three or four nights a week she stayed sober -- usually when she knew I would be home early. We could talk on those nights, and make up for anything we fought about. She would. "You're adorable when you pull lewd faces like this... and you feel exquisite..." Liam smiles, caressing my cheek.Leaning back onto his elbows with a salacious smirk on his face, I can see that our actions haven't gone unnoticed by the other guests who are finishing their meal with a coffee. I now realise that the entertainment promised to them was this, as the entirety of my sweat sheened, naked glory is revealed to them. The haze of alcohol has pushed me far past the point of caring and. .. see the poetry there, certainly. Not sure why the thing didn’t work. Oh wait! That just happened a little bit ago, didn’t it? How long ago was that?”“Oh, who can tell, “Cara-Thing said. “You passed out pretty quick there. About the time Maisson was ripping off your clothes.”“Yeah, he’s good at that,” Helena said wistfully, then something dawned on her. “Oh, GOD no! This is one of those fucking Near-Death Vision things, isn’t it? I hoped those were all movie bullshit.”“Nope,” said. How much experience you got building house.”“None, I’m afraid,” I admitted.“Well, soon as the others get here, we will pop your cherry,” the black foreman said.“Be Gentle,” I replied straight faced.The day started with me being one of the two men, and the foreman who showed it. We started out building the floor joist system. We built the floor with all the newest products, which were donated by the national chain stores. They did it for their public relations, and the tax write off.Since I had.