"Do we tell Meredith," I asked him.He looked startled. "How do you know about me and Meredith?" he asked through a mouthful of cereal. Hau do yugh kno... abogt me an Meridef?I shrugged. "It's been obvious from the start." Which it had. And I didn't feel like saying more than that. True, I'd been completely out of it last night, which is probably when most of the fireworks happened, but I'd seen the way they looked at each other. "So, do we tell?" I dunno," he said, "I'm not sure how jealous she. And that we have displayed sufficient struggle to ensure we can treat it as a one time thing should we wake up devastated and full of regret.The distance my hand has to travel from hip to her stomach is miniscule, but actually travelling changes everything between us. Her shirt is pushed up easily and I have a second to feel the muscles in her stomach, a body as hard as life seems to be as of late and a second to wonder if I have made a mistake before I feel her lips touching the skin on my. .. "How on Earth do I shave?" Sue wondered aloud."Devices are available for hair removal," the AI picked up the largely rhetorical question, "but you do not have permission to remove any." Um," Beth disagreed, "he said we should shave our armpits, actually." Correction noted. There is an epilator under the sink," the AI replied. "There was no direct reference to 'shaving pits' in the database." Can I use that thing on my face?" Sue asked as Beth retrieved the device, which looked something like. I will be back in a little while…" It was about four in the morning when I heard the key turn in the door.I could barely hear Anita's voice whispering. "It was wonderful, Nick. You really know how to show a lady a good time!" The pleasure is all mine, Ana. I loved holding you close, dancing with you and later on... well, you know" That black bastard answered softly.I asked to myself what they have done “later on". Just knowing he had been holding my wife close when dancing…how far had this.