Chapter Three
Sandy had on her old granny glasses the next morning, and looked at him like he’d grown horns or something. Mickey pretended not to notice and helped the baby with breakfast. Momma had to get stirring, tired as she was, and get to work. Mickey had gotten up with the alarm and made love to her for the third time while she was still half asleep. Three for him, four for Sandy, the b***h, and he wanted her just as much as he ever did. When she came out of the shower, he suggested that she wear stockings instead of panty hose.
“Stockings will print right through my uniform,” Sandy replied in the patient, talking to an i***t child voice. “Everybody on earth will know.” Her full time work was as a lab tech at an orthodontics office. All the girls in the office wore white dresses,
