“Honey can you pick up” Stacy said hearing the phone ringing. There was no answer and the phone still rang. “Damn it Mike, pick it up already” She wanted to poke him but her husband wasn’t there. She groaned and rolled over to pick it up. She looked at the screen, it was her friend Marcy. “Hello” Stacy asked half asleep. “Stacy you need to help me, Is my… I mean Mark over there” She cried. Stacy was confused, she called yeeled for her husband but he wasn’t home. “Calm down Marcy and tell me what happened” Stacy said rubbing her eyes. After a short pause Marcy said. “I’m not Marcy it’s me Mark. I somehow woke up like this today and… Oh god she really did it” Stacy could hear she was starting to panic. “What the hell are you talking about Marcy? This is no time for jokes” Stacy got angry. “I’m not joking, i’m really Mark. Remember our honeymoon and your small accident in the toilet?” Marcy said. “Oh my god how did you… Is that really you Mark? But how?” Now Stacy got scared. “Just please come here” Marcy begged. “Ok, ok, I’ll be right there. Stacy said and dressed up as quickly as she could. Read more