Part 11
"As quiet as a church mouse I put my pants on grabbed my shirt and shoes and split from this twilight zone."
"I hobbled to the end of the driveway, made a bee line for the golf course. I didn't want to get spotted by my neighbors."
"Picture me coming out of Blanco and Rubia's house shirtless, shoes in my hand and looking like Beetle Juice."
"The sprinklers came on half way home, this was now a mine field."
"I threw my shirt into the garbage can near the eighth hole. Walked close to the trees in my yard as not to be seen by the security cameras."
"The field goal was in sight, we always kept the side garage door unlocked and that was a blessing because my house keys where in the 911."
"Got in and bolted for the laundry room, stuck my sin drenched rags in the hamper. Naked and nervous I found refuge in the warm shower. I would wash the stench of this torrid transaction."
"Got in bed and snuggled up to Silvia as if our proximity meant that all was well with the world, yet It wasn't."
"The expelled adrenaline on the nights escapade made me sleep like a dagger buried in the sand."
"And tomorrow would be tomorrow."
"Waking up was wonderful. Silvia and I made love and halfway through it I stared having flashbacks to the,
"I'm going to make some coffee do you guys want?" situation and I broke into a cold sweat."
"Silvia picked up on the clamminess of my iceberg, I could tell. Being an astute woman she reserved her questions for a more opportunistic moment, as all wise wives do."
"I jumped back in the shower as if this vessel could transport my cat with a canary in mouth attitude to a galaxy far far away."
To be continued.
