The stories are no longer my own

Well, here it is, the middle of September. I'm just back from Louisanna where I was deployed with a local search & rescue team to help out with Hurricane Katrina operations. Unless you've been there, you wouldn't believe it; the TV doesn't begin to show the truth.

And then I had to high-tail it back home because my guard unit got recalled due to Ophelia. Thankfully, all she's done is sit off the coast; we're catching some hellish rains, but at least it's not taking us down like Katrina did to the Gulf Coast or Floyd did to us a couple of years back.

Lilly, Jane's sister, has finally moved out. Sort of.

She left a couple weeks ago... well, two or three.., but she's only a couple of blocks away, and she comes over nearly daily: our food, our phone, our computer, our cars... well, you get the idea. Living on one's own is tough and takes lots of dough... or a sugar daddy.

There's this guy, Wicker, who Jane and Lilly have known for years. He used to own a local Dairy Queen franchise. Early in my relationship with Jane, she told me that she was going to marry Wicker. He's muscular, tattooed, pierced. Basically the opposite of me. Anyway, the ladies seem to swoon for him. Should have seen the little girls he had working for him at DQ. Oh, and Lilly worked there too. She was riding him in the after hours.

And then, maybe three years ago, Wicker got married. Melinda. Described by Jane as witchy. But I'm not even sure she's met her.

Anyway, fast forward to a couple of months ago, and Wicker shows up at Dillards, looking for Lilly. And then they start bumping uglies.

So, around the time Lilly's moving out, she decides to have a little fun. She swings both ways, and somehow got ahold of Wicker's wife's email addy. Or, actually, she found out what their handle was on some swinger site. So, Lilly gets an account and starts to troll.

And she hooks up with Melinda... without Wicker knowing... or Melinda knowing that she's already banging Wicker.

I call up and talk to Jane and ask for ll the gory details, and this is all she'll tell me. Lilly and Melinda did it. All of it.

I want the details, damn.

Well, they went out and got drunk. Got back to Lilly's new pad, and Melinda wasn't feeling too good, so Lilly suggests maybe she'd like to take a shower. And the next thing they know it's five AM and Melinda is saying they need to get together and next time she'll bring her toys. She has a strap on.

So, tonight, Lilly comes over to check her email; seems that Melinda has send her some pictures, and Lilly wants to see them... and have me and Jane check them out, too.

All I can say is damn

Now if I can just figure out how to get ahold of them...

More to follow.

Oh, and Jane? She wants to join the party.