"What's so funny?" I asked her."Oh, just thinking of how you're going to look when you get your next helping of beef, later on."After dinner, we went ...into the living room and began cuddling and kissing. I serviced Sharon orally for an hour or so as she watched her favorite sitcoms, then she announced it was time for me to get the fucking I deserved. I was so nervous and excited, but I also had to pee really bad. I asked if I could go to the bathroom before we started. Sharon thought for a. "Sit down but don't get comfortable, you won't be staying long." I expect not."He sat down at the table opposite mum and took a few minutes to recover from climbing the stairs. Finally, he looked at us both in turn and said softly."I'm sorry, sorry to you both and I've come to apologise to you both." Right," I said harshly. "You've done that, now fuck off."Mum stood up and said."Tommy this is your flat and I respect your wishes, not to mention what you've done for me, but if you make him leave. I’ve been there, too.’ said Christina. ‘Did you enjoy it?’ – ‘Very much.’ I said. ‘Marrakech was interesting, but my favorite spot was Essaouira, on the coast.’ – ‘You and Jimi Hendrix.’ she laughed. ‘Cat Stevens liked it, too.’ – ‘Don’t forget Orson Welles.’ I added. He filmed Othello there in the 1950s. That random thought – Othello – made me think of Carmen, and the theatre adaptation I had subjected her to. From Carmen my thoughts shifted to … Abigail. She was sitting there patiently,. They're real cheap and pretty good. Only problem is, they kill your sense of taste and smell for about an hour after smoking one." He said, before taking another drag. "So what department do you work in?" He asked."Don't ask." I answered, as I heard footsteps enter the non-smoking side of the breakroom. It was Kevin. "Oh shit." I thought, aloud."What?" Brian asked, looking to see what I was looking at.Kevin glared at me through the plexi-glass that divided our section from theirs. If looks.