I knew I had to tell her, but of course, there was no guarantee just how she would feel.'Just rip it off like a band-aid. She loves you more than life... itself, and Chase told me that it isn't cheating if I keep it in the family. Even still, this could complicate things between us. I don't want to lose her at all, but maybe I just fear the worst. Either way, I have to put everything out there now. Chase is going to want something in return for my technical infidelity.'"What's wrong, Mom? Dad. It was half-past eleven and I’d been expecting a call of loving matrimonial reconciliation, and instead, I was looking and listening to something quite different. Reconciliation after our stupid spat about me being too pig-headed and proud to admit that I wanted to watch Jill indulging her late-night appetite for her two new black lovers.Jill sat on Freddy’s lap, his arms wrapped around her body like a black band, came as a hell of a shock to my sleepy brain, even after everything we’d been. "I don't really dig needles, you know." It's just a little needle," Greg said. "It'll be over in a second." What exactly are you giving him?" Matt asked."It's a standard pharmaceutical painkiller," Greg replied, taking out an alcohol swab. He pulled down the shoulder of Darren's sweater, baring his unburned left arm."The name, Greg," Matt insisted. "What's the shit called?" Demerol," Greg replied. "As I said, a standard painkiller used in hospitals all over the country." Ahh, Demerol," said. Some scam!He'd come late at night to break up the kilo and weigh out the pound in front of the two girls. Next thing Chris remembered she was lying on the floor from an overdose of PCP sprinkled in the marijuana -- a drug she'd smoked occasionally while in school --with Sandy making passionate love to the dealer on the sofa. Chris, on hands and knees, had crawled to her bedroom, just one doorway beyond, and listened to the grunts and groans and slurping and slapping of flesh on naked flesh only.