” I said, taking a firm stance. “Not until we sort this out, Codi.”We stared at each other, my black eyes meeting her brown, before I saw a flas...h of anger, and she slapped me, the sound echoing across the hallway.The shock I felt before was nothing to this. My cheek was burning, and I said nothing. I turned to look at her, and I felt my anger rise. I did not deserve that. After what seemed like a vast void of me and her staring at each other, my hand came up and slapped her back, though not as. He hadn’t had many guests before then and now they’d stopped altogether. Jenny had an idea. Is David in love with me? The thought hit her like a bolt of lightning. It was all making sense now. He was feeling guilty about being in love me and lusting over me. Jenny shivered at that last thought. Does that mean I’ve been dreaming about him? David woke up gasping and in a cold sweat. He threw his wet sheets off only to find out he’d had another wet dream about Jenny. This had been the third wet. It was about 10pm and usually shephones me to say goodnight but I thought I would do itthis time. The phone rang and rang and just before itwent to voice mail she answered. She was surprised. Itold her I was thinking of getting an early night. Shetold me she was too. I asked if she was ok. Shesounded a little…. off? distracted? defensive? Shewas fine, just tired. I told her I loved her. She said“Me too”. We said our goodnights. And I couldn’t seeanything really wrong. And sooner or later, the Henson's are going to come up for air," she giggled."Oh, shit," Jeff laughed. "That conjures up a picture, all right. One of Dave with his head buried between his wife's legs — any one of them — then him raising up, red-faced, to get a breath of air before diving back to it." So, what's wrong with that?" Diana said snuggling closer. "You could be doing the same thing while we wait. Jill looks like she is going to sleep for a while, thanks to Little One."Jeff couldn't.