Two Time Loser
First I heard their giggling out in the hall. They were in fine form all right. Giggling, keys falling, giggling, keys scraping at the lock, keys falling again, more giggling. Goofs, I said aloud, and raised the whiskey glass to my lips. I was trying to act nonchalant, not even looking up from my book when I heard the lock click open beyond my bedroom door, but to tell you the truth, I was feeling pretty nervous as the time drew near. Maybe she wouldn't carry this through, but I swallowed the...