‘The roll. I mean, the roll is nice. Because Alessandro and I, we’ve been friends since, you know . . . .’ Maisie’s heart raced as her mother ...aised an eyebrow. ‘You know?’ she whispered. ‘Know what? That the two of you hadn’t spoken in years before this week?’ Her mother’s voice was calm, and she didn’t look angry, if anything, she looked amused, or at the very least, unsurprised. ‘But, how . . . never mind.’ Maisie bit her lip and looked down at her lap. ‘I’m sorry, mom.’ ‘Don’t apologize,. Thursday afternoon she goes to the market upon coming home opens the trunk to bring the bags inside and spills a bag just then a voice comes over her back O my you look like you could use some help looking up she sees a women very pretty lond red hair dressed in a t-shirt and shorts, the women holds out her hand Hi I'm Jane Can I help you? Oh yes thank you and the two pick up the stuff and other bags and go inside Thanks alot and I'm Tammy thanks again would like something to drink? . "No, I reckon not. I'd rather spend the night with her under me, to be honest, but I guess you got other ideas. You got a real soft spot, Jackson. Be sure it don't get you into trouble some day." He gave Holly one last, long predatory gaze and then moved away to the raucous laughter of his friends. That's great, I thought. I just knew I was going to pay for that one. Holly looked like she was going to be sick. "Oh, my god. Thank you. Is he a friend of yours?" "No, I wouldn't exactly call him a. I think Sandy would be able to accept that you want me more than you want her. Please be honest."Tiffany looked at both Sandy and I. I watched as her bottom lip started to quiver. She let a couple of tears run down her cheeks before sitting back into a rigid position."Let me answer the last question first." Tiffany replied with a confidence I had not heard before. "I enjoy sex with both of you so much. I don't want one of you more than the other. I want you both. I didn't think I would be able.