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My reflection in the mirror confirmed my darkest fear.

I was truly going to fall flat on my back, cock up, into a pile of water that my extension cord was draped through.

Filled with the realization that I may die from electric shock, I plummeted to the floor.

Bam!

I hit with such force that it knocked the air from my lungs, and the stiffness from my dick. After catching my breath, I glanced around the room.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

I tried, unsuccessfully, to raise myself to my feet. “Do I look okay?”

She couldn’t help but laugh. “Not so much.”

I drew a breath, let it out, and attempted to stand. After slipping on the wet floor a few times, I eventually rose to my feet.

My back was sore, my elbow was bloody, and my cock was flaccid.

“That’s it,” I screeched. “I’m done with this shit-hole.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean we’re moving,” I said.

“We?” she asked.

“Well,” I said. “You’re basically staying here.”

“True.” She carefully stepped from the shower and got her towel. “Where are we moving to?”

“Somewhere that has a shower big enough to fuck in,” I said.

“And an air-conditioner that works?” she asked.

“Yeah,” I responded. “And a garage.”

She yanked the extension cord from the outlet. “And an outlet in the bathroom?”

“At least one,” I said with a laugh.

She kissed me. “It’s nice to dream.”

While she dried off, I nursed my wounds. I wasn’t prepared to make any promises yet, but I wasn’t dreaming.

Not in the least.

37

Carma

Mister Reeves and Mister Ortiz were exchanging tales over the backs of their booths. I found it funny that Mister Reeves had been reading the same book for the two weeks that I’d worked at the diner, but then again, he didn’t read near as much as he talked and gawked.

“Looks like you two are having far too much fun,” I said, topping off Mister Ortiz’s coffee.

“Someone needs to talk to him,” Ortiz said. “I doubt his wife will. He’s difficult to get along with.”

“Oh, she’ll talk to me,” Reeves said. “It’s getting her to shut up that’s tough. She’s like that rabbit on the battery commercials. She just keeps going, and going, and going…”