Debbie seemed to think for a while, looking at me, eyes aimed down, clearly able tosee my secret place as she was thinking. Still staring at me, or at...my dick, shesimply said "OK."She started walking away, giggling. Turned around, to look back at me, makingsure that I was still standing there, not following. Then she turned and continuedto walk away. She got about halfway to the trees and then stopped again, facingaway from me.Debbie pulled her shirt off, baring her back and chest. I couldn't. She spoke in hushed tones, interspaced by sobs, asking me how I could do something like that to her. I couldn't get a word in edgewise and finally gave up trying to explain myself. When we reached home and put the kids to bed, Mattie led me into the living room, where the screaming began again. I had never seen Mattie so mad. It was a good three weeks, of flowers, cards, and apologies, before I was able to work myself back into her good graces.For a long time afterward, I was on my best. ‘What are you talking about?’ she snapped, fighting another wave of nausea. ‘Sam, it’s me you’re talking to. Ellie! I was there, remember? I saw what went down!’ Ellie’s voice was a whip cross the scarred surfaces of Sam’s conscience. A sob escaped her, and she dropped to her knees, uncaring that she was on the floor of the ladies room, the odor of her own vomit around her. She wept, and could not stem the tide. She didn’t hear Ellie leave, not did she notice when she returned a few minutes. “Watch it, young woman, or I’ll put you with them as night watchman.”“Wrong sex.”“Oh! So you are.”That earned him a growl at which he smiled delightedly.Grace went back to her office. It was still only half past eight, too early for Hugh to be in. Nevertheless she asked Angie, who was still taking her coat off, to tip her the wink when he was free“Yes, Miss Grace. Certainly, Miss Grace. Would it be acceptable to make us both a mug of coffee?”Grace grinned. “My third this morning but so.
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