I spent half an hour trying to clean up the mess I made in the toilet. It was a bit disconcerting and troubling that a 27-year-old man still m*********s. Not just that, but m*********s in the middle of work on a Friday. I frowned as I finished the last cleaning, throwing the used tissue in the WC and flushed.
I was so ashamed of my self and my wild thoughts, I had agreed that this marriage would involve nothing s****l between me and Amy and it beats my imagination that she was on my mind during the 'five against one' session. The shrill tone of my phone jolted me back to reality as I raced across the office towards the phone. Hopefully, it would be Amy.
"Hey bro" It was Austin.
"Hey," I replied trying to hide the disappointment in my voice.
"You thought I'd be someone else?" Austin ch
