Life:
Altered 03.19 ~*~Jenny/Marina/Tim

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            Monday

            Jenny was in her bedroom, her fingers moving
over the keyboard in a blur, the machine gun like rattling could be heard two
doors away, where Marina was enjoying a late afternoon bath.  She’d taken two days off from the Planet and
she was enjoying ever moment of it.  They’d
stayed in, cooked, and sat in the back yard in the warm spring sun.

            Tim entered the house, his ipod blaring a head-banging
beat of Empty Head.  His now shaggy hair falling into his eyes as
he walked up the stairs, oblivious to the rat-a-tat-tat sound coming from the
other room.  He saw the light under the
bathroom door; he stuffed the envelope in his back pocket, not taking off the
ear buds that were jammed in his ears.

            “Jenny are you in there?”  Came a voice and Marina sat up, wide eyed as Tim walked into the bathroom, turning and
closing his eyes.  Yanking the ear buds
from his ears, turning a bright crimson red as he realized it was Marina in the tub, and not his wife Jenny.

            “Oh *****.  Marina, I’m sorry.”  Tim said and Marina cleared her throat, quickly grabbing a
towel and wrapping it around herself.  Tim ran a nervous hand through his hair, and
Marina suppressed a smile.

            “Tim.” 
She said and he cleared his throat, not turning because she’d see the
instant erection he’d acquired when he’d seen her naked.  Damn, he had known she was good looking, but
wow. 

            “Um…  Jenny in the bedroom?” 
He asked his hand on the doorknob, ready to bolt out of the door and out
of his skin as he rocked on the balls of his feet.

            “Yes she is Tim.” 
Marina said the amusement in her voice at his
obvious discomfort.

            “Nice seeing you… err…  Yeah… hi.” 
He stammered and walked out the door, Marina held in the laugh until she was sure he
was out of earshot and then she collapsed into a fit of giggles in the warm
tub.

            “So this should tie things up
nicely.”  Tim said, Jenny nodded and looked over the papers for
the divorce, she read them again, and pushing her glasses up on her nose.  Tim watched her, thinking she looked very much at ease
with herself.