Part of me wanted to run off, like a little boy. But I had made up my mind to face my punishment like a man, so I stayed, staring back at my new friend Judy as she continued to hold my hand and tickle my palm.When she finally released my hand, it was like breaking a spell. I nervously started shuffling toward the door. I was halfway across the kitchen when I heard her say, "Kevin." She said it kind of slow, and drawn out, and I read a lot into that one word."Yes ma'am?" Don't run off. There's something I'd like to talk to you about. Do you have a few minutes?" Sure." I tried to give her my most sophisticated, leading-man smile. I was aiming for the look of a young Cary Grant, but from the way my latest school picture looked, I probably came across more like Howdy Doody."Sit down, Kevin," she invited as she scooted one of the kitchen chairs out from under the table. She slid it so that it was in the middle of the floor, not close to the table or anything else. I thought that was kind. . was me!"However, the sneer is just as intense, "Bullshit, you loved every sick, disgusting minute of it!"The rest of that day a morose Cheryl is depressed and filled with alternating bouts of self-loathing and self-pity. There isn't any food that night and sleep will not come. Then next day the routine is forgotten as is the house work. However, the day brightens when the envelope does not come. After going through the mail relief floods through her body and her legs become unsteady. And her shoulders feel as if a ton of weight has been lifted away. Hurrying upstairs the routine is completed in a rush but with a critical eye on the process. And the end result is carefully evaluated. Then downstairs and in an hour there is a spotless home.Then a call to Marie who gleefully recounts an encounter with a twenty-two year old. But when she starts going into details about their sexual escapade Cheryl excuses herself and returns the offending phone to its cradle. Then the internet and chats.
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