"Hello?" A man named Brad Majors answers the phone. "Oh! Hello, honey!" He smiles upon hearing his daughter's voice. "How are-?" He is cut off by her crying. "Do you need to stay the night at our house?" He nods as he listens, mouthing their daughter's name to his inquisitive wife. "We're here, just come on over." He places the phone on the hook.

"What's wrong?" His wife, Janet, asks.

The man sits back down "Well, she moved out of her boyfriend's place because he was having an affair." He gives her a wary look.

"Stop bringing it up, Brad!" She stands up.

Brad stands up as well. "I'm sorry, Janet! We were in a castle filled with transvestite aliens! I'm sorry I can't erase it from my memory!"

"Erase it from your mouth, you cheated, too," She sits back down.

Brad walks up to her chair. "You did it twice." He looms over her. "Dammit, Janet, you're so touchy."

"I'm sorry I get worked up at horrid accusations!" Janet exclaims, she is upset with his constant reminder of the odd experience they had years ago before their marriage.

Brad removes his thick framed glasses with large lenses; he is getting angry at his wife's defensive tone. "Accusations of which are true!"

"At least I stayed within the opposite sex!" Janet crosses Brad's psychological line, setting him over the edge. He slams his glasses down on the coffee table.

He glares at Janet with much intensity. "Oh you were 'within' them all right!" He leans down to her face. "And either way we both banged an alien!"

"Dad? Mom?" The couple hears their daughter knocking on their front door. Drastically, the mood of the room changes as Brad leaps to the door and opens it for Lorraine Majors to enter the house. "Hello Daddy! Hey there momma! Thanks again for allowing me to have a visit!" She sighs, looking at the living area, then at the stairs in front of her. "God I sure do miss this…"

"Well welcome back, dear… No need to miss this, you're here. Your mother and I are lending our ears, tell us everything…" Brad leads Lorraine into the living room and ushers her to a seat.

"Well Dad, there's not much to say…" Lorraine says, her mother leans in with anticipation. "But I guess I'll start with the beginning of tonight…" Lorraine relaxes as she prepares to reflect on the recent heartbreaking events.

"It was almost a dark and stormy night, thought it was just another night. I had just clocked out and started walking, took a right. There in front of me was the complex, nothing out of context. Until… I stepped into my apartment." Lorraine frowns with disappointment. "All I have to say is… If you're gonna do me wrong you better do it right.

"I opened the door to a dreadful sight: Two naked people holding body parts tight! There was glistening skin, damp with sweat; they were getting my only two throw blankets wet. It was a nasty thing, I started to scream! John looked at me and he tried not to freak." Lorraine lowers her voice jokingly to imitate her ex-boyfriend. "He said 'Lorraine what are you doing? Lorraine you should be working. You said you'd be home at a time two hours away…' And I said 'John I thought you would be happy, I'd better not stay… I don't want to see the ending of your erotic play!'

"Here's a lesson, let it be known: you should come up with a lie on your cell phone. All it takes is a text to keep me at bay. If you're gonna do me wrong, do it the right way…"

"Then what happened, honey?" Janet inquires, morbidly curious of the details. "What happened next?"

"It took everything for me not to wring his neck, he turned to the little lady and said 'Hold on a sec.' I tried to turn around and walk out the door, but he caught me by the hand and tried to explain things some more…

"He said 'Look, Raine, I didn't mean to. Please stay, I'll make it up to you.' I looked at the girl and I looked at my whore then I slammed that promise ring on the hardwood floor! He tried to tell me that it was a silly game, to accuse and point fingers, or to filthy his name. I called him every name I could come up with and even then some. If he's learned one lesson in life, I hope it was this one:

"Take it from me, a girl who's left home, gone out in the world, left all she had known: If you're a guy who likes to get around, get yourself a motel on the other end of town . Tellin' a lie is rather easy to say… So if you're gonna do me wrong, do it the right way…

"That was when I called you…" Lorraine looks at her father, eyes a glossy mess waiting to happen. "To ask to let me stay… He just had to do me wrong… He just had to do me wrong… Mr. Right just did me wrong, and he couldn't even do it the right way…"

"Oh, Lorraine," Brad, pat his daughter on the knee. "It's gonna be all right." He smiles and states matter-of-factly. "The first step of moving on from being cheated on is to live and forget."

Janet frowns and crosses her arms. "Or maybe it's to quit being a hypocrite."