Chapter 88
"I screwed it up, damn" he beat himself up.
He sat down on the couch wondering how he was going to have Jilian back into his fold. Frantic efforts to be ahead of her so that he annihilates exhibits of his contraband as they entered the house had been met with her candid and non-compromising resistance.
"You were busy fucking her, right?" she had said upon seeing the bed in a messy state.
As if discovering the condom covers lying bare on top of the headboard was not enough, she went to an extent of checking his small bedroom bin and bumped into the condoms they had used. Using a ballpoint t check for a time, she discovered that the evidence was still fresh and the next thing was hell.
"Get off my way, please don't worry me," she said as she indignantly charged downstairs to see herself through the exit door with a deafening loud door bang stamping her unceremonious departure.
