With his back to Katherine, Marshall stood. "You're drunk."
Grunting, Katherine concurred with Marshall. She flipped over and flung herself into the bed. "I'm intoxicated so I can go to sleep quickly. That's excellent.”
In her skimpy pajamas, Katherine was rolling about exposing every inch of her body. Marshall took a big breath, knelt, and cleared the floor. He took up the wine bottle as well. Marshall had meant to take the glass of wine he was holding to the restroom to empty it.
But as soon as he approached the toilet door, Katherine screamed out to him, "Marshall..."
Her call, for some reason, made him want more. On numerous occasions when they were cuddling in bed, Katherine would sigh in a tremulous voice similar to this one after having too much fun, "Marshall..." She could be
