The living room was furnished the way it had been when she was in high school, walls painted a dull brown that would be repainted blue in the coming y...ears. Molly immediately went to the box-shaped piano sitting in the corner of the living room and laid her hand upon it. I knew from my personal data assistant that Molly loved music and was a decent piano player. The front door opened and Molly watched the high school version of herself run past. She had just retrieved a letter from the mailbox.. "Here. C U Soon!" his girlfriend texted. He closed his eyes and waited.Less than a minute later, he was jarred out of his reverie. Not by his girlfriend's voice, but by the snarling, gravelly bark of a male voice. "Pervert! What the fuck are you doing here?"Startled, he scrambled to cover himself as much as he could. The man, short, muscular, with dark, close cropped hair and a blue uniform with patches that read "Security Officer." The man was holding the stick with Allen's clothes on it."I'm. ?" Harriet asks, a grin creeping across her face as she realisesthat she and I are alone, in a private place, and unlikely to beinterrupted."Harriet, I-" I say with a nervous stammer. "I've, um, kinda noticed-kinda noticed, you know, 'you'..." Yeah, I kinda 'noticed' you too," Harriet giggles. "You are aSERIOUSLY cute girl, Ash!" Yeah," I mumble, trying my hardest not to blush. "I, um, I've kindanoticed- noticed Mia, too..." Oh," Harriet says, her smile instantly vanishing and being replaced. I saw her maintaining eye contact with him as she walked over to where he was sitting. He had an arrogant smirk on his ebony face. Ana got closer and she held out her soft hand. He nodded at me, as he was asking her if I was her husband. My sexy wife turned her head and she nodded a yes…She sat close to him and I saw everyone was looking at them; with some glances over me, to see how I was reacting. Then the black guy put one arm around her shoulders and a hand high on her thigh, just touching.