Tidying up the house to receive visitors was becoming a habit. However, it was one thing to tidy up to receive a man who would have s*x with you, and another to receive a visit from friends who were as recent as my trip. I didn't have many friends, and I didn't usually take anyone to my house. Arvel and Roger had been graced with this gesture and should have felt flattered by it, and the same went for Celeste and Maya. At least I wouldn't have to cook anything.
My kitchen smelled like Alpha Supreme, whose manly body I admired and missed. It seemed that wherever he was, he made a strong presence. Or maybe my mind was projecting my desires. I was waiting for the Moon Goddess to show me a clearer path, although, up until that moment, everything had been going very well. Just when things were
