Domestic bliss Stories

Saturday dawned overcast and a little gloomy on the stairway landing at Gwendolyn's door where I awoke. I had to pee. Gwendolyn had given me permission to stay overnight for the first time. "But you'll have to stay out on the landing," was her edict. "I've got an extra blanket you can use," she added magnanimously. It didn't occur to me to complain. I was glad I didn't have to get dressed and drive back to sleep in my dor...