" I just stared at her for a minute and then I said, "Guess what. No I'm not." Susanne was a little miffed that I hadn't told her about having a vasec...omy. She did her best to try and convince me that the vasectomy hadn't taken and that I was the father, but I wasn't buying it. I had a knock down drag out with her dad when he accused me of calling his little girl an unfaithful whore. I told him that I hadn't called her anything of the sort. I only maintained that I wasn't the daddy and that her. Reluctantly, I removed my fingers, sucked them clean, and re-adjusted my clothing, trying to gain some semblance of decency. Checking my appearance in the vanity mirror, a broad grin smiled back at me. While my mind replayed recent events, I became aware of my appearance. “Oh God, look at me,” I muttered disdainfully, trying to tidy my hair with damp fingers. I looked around for my handbag and saw it on the back seat. Shit! Out of reach. I stepped out of the car and opened the rear door.. .. I guess," she said.That woke me up the rest of the way fast. "Which means everything's not OK," I observed. "All right, honey, talk to me. Tell me what's going on in that pretty head of yours." It isn't!" she burst out. "A pretty head, I mean. It's no head at all, and no body, and no, well, no nothing. No me. Larry, why isn't there still any me? What's going on? Is this like forever now?"Uh-oh. She'd got to where I'd already been a couple of days ago. I hadn't said anything then, thinking I. I took her out tonight to a nice restaurant for happy hour. I’d pick her up at 7. She tells her husband she’s going out with her coworkers and it seems innocent enough. But as she’s fixing her makeup and getting dressed, she knows exactly how the random romps around with me are going to end. And they always end the exact same way.We went out for Italian at a restaurant in the city that has opened and is recovering from coronavirus quarantine. We ordered drinks to start off: A Whiskey sour and a.