I don't know why. But from the moment of Yes Please (runner up choices: Help Me, Say When) + I'm Your Huckleberry thrown in, I've had a feeling like he'd be caught. Not cheating (N/A), or even leaving (wait, do his people ever just divorce forever as a way of being married? I hadn't thought of that), but by glee in his voice. 

It would stand out as atypical. 

Get caught by whom in what way, tripped somehow by what cosmic ottomon, to what end ? - no idea. And he might even throttle it himself as unfamiliar anymore, talking god knows what smack at his own self. So before, no during, whatever that fork was/is, I had to outpace it. 

"Loungerie" 

At the last minute, the mortgage dude called me, if I pay off the mortgage in less than a year, he is penalized. Heavily. Nobody knows that, the realtors can't know anything about how he makes a living. Prejudice somesomething. He was just out on leave. I know what that means in any industry. If he processes these mortgages for me, like this, to get free of them NOW, he is fucked. "I won't then. I will wait, hold the funds in a CD, pay it off in one year and one day. Because I need to get freer of the boot on my neck, and help anyone I care for do the same." Loooong pause. So many PAUSES. (Do you trust me, gay man who has no reason to trust anyone?) 
Okay.