Embracing in the darkness with her husband of fifteen years Dorothy surprises herself, "I almost forgot how good this can be."
"Yeah."
"I mean why did we go so long without this?"
"you're right, it's been too long"
She spits out a strand of yellow grey beard hair and tries to forget about it, she's not going to let anything get in the way of this moment. "I still remember how to get you going. I think your nipples are over due some punishment."
"Stop it."
"I want you to scream first."
"Honey, be careful with that."
"How many do you have? OH MY GOD!"
Until now Dorothy was thinking of another child, what she saw then when she flipped on the lights rendered any thought of it stillborn.
Don, wearing what appeared to be a wetsuit covered with ping-pong balls, cowered over Dorothy, a look of purpose in his eyes.
Dorothy's screaming. Scrambling backwards she knocks over something resembling a camera.
"Honey, that's expensive."
"Oh my god.."
"shhh. shhh.." he held out another table tennis wetsuit, "just put this on and we can start again."
Dorothy screams again, this time louder than the first.
"sweetheart..."
"I feel SICK!"
Gaining the apprehension that he isn't wanted, Don leaves the room. He passes his sons room. Mike is on his computer as he usually is.
"What's that son"
"It's Max Payne"
"It's a game?"
"Yeah."
"I can tell that's not a real person from here."