" What?" she asked, snuggling up to me."I realized you were in bed with me, and I thought we were still in the dorm." Oh."That single word told me she... saw my fib for what it was, and I knew that if I wanted to keep her, I would always have to tell her the truth.I wriggled around till I could see her eyes. "Honey, I was dreaming I was about to get fucked, and I was wanting it!"I could see the tenderness in her eyes as she replied, "Darling, I'll fuck you any time you want!"My tears started as I. "Anyway, what brings you here?"Jessica grabbed Monica by the shoulders. "We wanted to tell you how proud we were of you." And you," said Consuela, hugging Theresa again."It was nothing," said Monica."You call being the first high priestess nothing?" enthused Fiona. "Working in the presence of the goddess. It is such an honor."Monica could think of nothing to say.Jessica piped up. "But the real reason was to give you this." She reached down and picked up a huge bundle wrapped in brown paper, and. "Not funny, Nick," she said as she shut the door of her car, leaving it parked on the driveway. He had the garage full of his shit so parking it in there was out of the question."I was just kidding, shit, babe." He threw his hands up to exaggerate his confusion, doing a complete 360 as she walked by."Whatever, crazy bitch," he said to himself, and went back to working on his old Chevy, a little put off by her attitude.She had plans for her evening that didn't include Nick and was going to get. Inspired, and urged by her, I rang up the massage club. A woman answered and told me closed, corona and stuff, but she showed a sudden interest when I mentioned Sara and Michael. Soon he was on the phone. He had a soft, warm voice, and spoke about his service. I asked for credentials. It turned out, he was a specialist in massage, including physiotherapy. He lost the job, too many people do this these days, got an offer as a porn actor, and with new contacts, he got a job in the massage club. I.