Erick was standing naked in the middle of the room, having apparently just removed his clothes, for his long black lounging robe and a mixture of unde...wear and trousers lay upon the floor. Beside him the indecisive figure of the disheveled Ella stood clad in her now rumpled white cotton nightgown.Arlene glared at the two of them and was about to speak her mind when Ron, rising up on his elbow beside her, drawled out, "Why not? What do you have in mind, Erick?" Get out... get out of my room, all. But she knew what she had to do. There was no place for her in her town any more. Her husband hated her, the townspeople hated her, she had no one, no comfort. Her face pale, her eyes feverishly bright but ringed with dark bags, and her mind set, Elizabeth packed everything she would need and left the house for the first train she could catch. She left town, leaving no notes and all her memories and hurt behind her. When the train arrived, she had no idea where she was or what she was doing.. So you better hurry your ass up."Andy got into the shower and I used toilet paper to wipe myself off. I used another big handful to wipe up the wet spots all around the toilet on the floor. Boys are such pigs!I was tempted to flush the toilet. He would suffer a minor moment of discomfort if I did. But in the end I would probably suffer the most. So I got into the shower and washed his back. He rinsed off and got out and I was finally able to take my shower.I went downstairs in my robe again. I. ‘It’s not that simple… I mean…’ but she had nothing. ‘You never did anything like that for me!’ he erupted again. Then, much more subdued, ‘So maybe you don’t have feelings for me like you do for him.’ ‘Gary,’ Julie tried again. She wanted to explain, but what was there to say? Greg made her feel so much different than he did. It wasn’t Gary’s fault. He just didn’t have that edge that Greg did. The one that could elicit those responses, those actions. Awaken that submissive side that she had.