The door closed and he left the room.Something however, wasn’t quite right. My mind struggled with the image, and then it hit me. He definitely left... with a tent in his trousers. I was sure of it.It wasn’t long, in fact it was about thirty seconds, when I thought, fuck it, why not. My Dad had seen me in a very compromising position and I had decided that I would fuck him by the end of the week. It was not a normal plan to fuck you own Dad, but then I wasn’t normal.While I was home the next day,. Age 35. First year of college?Maria sat with her. She said, "I?m Marcia Mason. Twenty-three?"Tesla said, "How come you get pants and I?m wearing a wrap skirt?"Jenny sat with them. "I can ask Rejean to pull something from Wardrobe."Tesla made a face. "He sniffed my shoes. Put the panties in his pocket."Jenny nodded. "That?s Rejean." She handed out specs and phones. "Pleaserefrain from making calls for a few minutes, or using social media." Shenodded towards the beaded curtain that separated the. “Aretha,” I tried again, alittle louder. Nothing. I went into the bedroom and sawher lying there, nude, uncovered, and sleeping with asilly grin on her face.“White Girl?” she said half opening her eyes.I didn’t say anything. I just nodded.She looked panic-stricken for a moment. “Oh I am sorry.We got carried away. I didn’t know it would get thisfar.” She looked at me for a second and her eyes beganto clear. “You’re wearing. I was sitting in the break room having a cup of coffee when Katrina came over to the table I was sitting at and sat down across from me. After some small talk she said:"A little birdie tells me that you are a free man again." A little birdie?" Veronica in Human Resources. Is it true? Are you back in circulation?" Yes and no." What kind of an answer is that?" I'm not really free yet. I won't really be free until the divorce is final." That's just a technicality. You are separated and not living.