The laundry was first, bringing in the carpets and putting them down, emptying the dryer and putting the damp bedding in. Next was breakfast, preparin... something for everyone to eat before the days activities began. Matteo had returned again and was sitting in the kitchen, sipping a cup of espresso, having made some in the espresso machine. At least he wasn’t smoking this morning. I squeezed his shoulder before pouring myself a cup. One of the advantages of having a rich husband was the finest. After a shower, I wandered into our shared bedroom closet to find my robe. On my way out, I noticed a streak of flowered material sandwiched between Linda's summer dresses and tops. I pried it from between the rest and recognized it as the dress she had worn for 'Stephan', and then for me when we role played at the Excelsior bar a month ago. I took it to the bathroom, hung it on the shower door, and stared. There was nothing extraordinary about it. It looked new. For all I knew, she may have. I took the stool next to her and leaned oversomewhat self consciously to give Rolanda a peck on the cheek. She gaveme a feigned look of disappointment. "Is that the best you can do,Lover?" She gently gripped the lapels of my robe and pulled me to her,kissing me on the mouth as she provocatively slipped her smoke scentedtongue into my mouth. I tasted the intoxicating fragrance of herlipstick for a lingering moment. "Mmmm, Honey, that's much, muchbetter!" she purred approvingly.Rolanda. The big hairy things seemed almost trunklike on her small frame. Her legs seemed so short and stumpy, but Icouldn't get a good view of them in the loose pants and men's shoesthat she was now wearing.Okay, I told myself, maybe this was all some kind of weird quick-changegame. Like, maybe this was some weird prank that didn't make any sensebecause I'd stumbled onto an interstitial portion of it. But... butthen how the hell was all of Sandra's makeup now on the guy? Blush,eyeshadows, lipstick, all.
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