"Well, you should know," she laughed. "I'll bet you're not sorry, either."
Wiley got out of bed. He saw Trina staring at his naked body. He had his usual morning hard-on.
"Beat it. I'll go down as soon as I pee. See you downstairs."
Fifteen minutes later, he found mother and daughter already seated at the Fine's dining room table. The father wasn't there, but Wiley could hear loud snoring from another part of the apartment.
As he sat, he scrutinized Laura Fine's face. She ran the tip of her tongue around her lower lip and winked at him. He grinned, salt and peppered his eggs, and dug in. So it had been the mother who had visited him the previous night. Well, he hadn't been disappointed.
After food, he felt better able to meet the day. Able to meet Celeste. He grabbed a cab and gave th
