What do you call this craft?’ ‘Little Baby.’ ‘Oh I wonder why I didn’t think that would be so?’ ‘Because there’s no mothering in a man..., that’s why.’ ‘Okay I accept that. But how do you know I’m not here on some dastardly mission to kidnap your colony of woodpeckers?’ ‘Because Goldie told me. Don’t you remember her staring at you and you staring back?’ ‘God yes. It was eerie. But she can’t possibly have told you I was clean?’ ‘You just believe what you have to Harry.’ ‘And?’ ‘That’s all I’m. Donna came up for air. ‘Look we really shouldn’t’ I gasped. ‘Oh yes we should’ both women said together. Aleska slipped out of her blouse to expose some of the nicest breasts money could buy, straining against a pink demitcup bra. She pressed them to my face. ‘These nipples need your tongue please.’ Me-2, my inner businessman, suddenly shouted an idea. The person who would decide on whether we got this contract is FEMALE! There is no way you won’t close a deal with her! ‘Wait! Wait!’ I pushed. I stayed there awake for hours. I never could hear much of anything going on upstairs, but my imagination filled in all of the silence. Even when I knew it must be 3a.m., and knew they were likely asleep together, I was awake, in agony. So much pain, to imagine a man in my bed, with my wife...picturing her curled up against him, and wanting him to be her protector. I didn't know how much more of this I could take, and my mind disappeared into fitful dreams as exhaustion took away my. "That's all right, you don't need to tell me anythingabout him. I already know exactly who he is. If I'm not mistaken - Idoubt that's possible - that's the pimple-popping, snot-faced,butt-licking, shit-eating, whiney little bastard who can't tell thepointy end of a knitting needle embedded two inches deep in his armfrom its head that so thoroughly screwed over Melanie while she wasstill a man earlier today. Isn't that right?"Although the odd man swallowed nervously, he remained silent."Your.