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knock and op ened my eyes and there she was.” Satisfied the windowsill was now dust and cobweb free, where would he direct his nervous energy next? The hard water stains in the toilet bowl? “Just believe me this one time. I’ m telling you the truth, Eve !”
    Truth! Huh! I doubt he could spell the word if it was tattooed on his miniscule dick!
    I wondered if I picked up the loose brick on his porch steps, which just so happened to lay a few convenient inches from my fe et and bashed his skull with it would my lawyer get me off with the ever-popular crime of passion defense?
    “Does she make a habit of strolling into your home uninvited? Perhaps someone should have a discussion with her concerning the rules of decorum in this country. I would be more than happy to assist you with that.”
    “No! She doesn’ t!” His voice had risen a couple octaves. Obviously his cage was getting rattled . “Maybe she knocked and I didn’ t hear her! Hell, I don’ t know, Eve !”
    The fact that the dimwit considered himself to be both an accomplished liar and master manipulator, and me lacking the mental capacity needed to see through both, perturbed me. Well, actually it annoyed the pure hell out of me! While rest assured neither was an accurate assumpt ion. I wanted to see the floozy and a team of wild Clydesdales would have major difficulty dragging me off his front stoop before I did. 
    “ Open the door, Adam ! Please, don’ t say another word! Just open the door!”
    “ No, Eve ! I know how you are! You don’ t think clearly when you’ re mad!”
    Ya think? 
    Then he put massaging fingers to his temples leaving me to believe he was trying to formulate a quick plan to get his latest cuddle bunny out of his house with all her limbs intact. He rubbed his hands over his face and bouncing from one fo ot to the other pleaded, “ Just let me wake up , Eve .”  
    Since the raised window was in his bathroom, he took a moment to urinate , holding his shriveled member in one hand and his forehead in the other. The first thing he did upon awakening was head to the bathroom. I knew this from past experience. It only confirmed my suspicions that his Merry Maid had arrived much earlier.
    My interpre tation of the situation was that they had enjoyed an early morning session of erotica and had then fallen blissfu lly asleep in each other’ s arms, only to be awakened by my rather persistent knocking. I glanced down at the loose brick again. Nope. Better keep a tight rein on my temper.
    Adam finished his business, stalled for time by washing his hands, then strode casually to the window. Taking a whiz had evidently drained his brain as well as his bladder as he had the unmitigated balls to say, “Here is what you do, Eve . You ride up the road and let me get rid of her. Then come back and we can talk." 
    What fantasy world did this moron pay property taxes in? Adam knew me better than that and I found his proposed scenario to be delusional at best.
    “ Now let me tell you what is really going to happen, Adam .” I leaned toward the screen, put my nose about an inch from his, and said with every ounce of conviction that I could possibly muster, “I am going to march right out there and sit on the hood of her lovely vehicle and wait until she comes out .” I issued a silent prayer for forgiveness even as I said this blatant and outrageous lie! Lord knows there wouldn’t be enough Tide With Bleach in the state of North Carolina to get the rust out of my clothes if I slid across that hood!
    Adam and Chia both work second shift in the same factory and have for several years. In fact it would seem they had developed such a close working relationship that she had begun stopping by his house almost daily for the proverbial afternoon delight.
    It just so happens that my son’s best friend Justin also works with Adam an d Chia and just that morning had called to nearly rip my heart out of my chest by informing me of Adam’s