Saturday 29th February It's shortly after 10am. My phone rings. Are you at home with Jon today? We are. What are you up to? Since we're nearby we thought we could invite you back to our place for dinner. Would you be free to do that today? That's a lovely idea.
It was an awkward car ride to say the least. Davie and his Mom Kate had barely talked about what had happened a few days ago when they had gotten so carried away having sex, she had forgotten her sister,…. When I was young my parents divorced. It was not a mean or bitter separation they decided the were not meant to be married and have remained friends and I split my time evenly with both of them. My Dad…. They graduated with top honors. He wants to forget in lieu of paying….
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Riley listened to the rain as she sat in her living room reading another of the trashy romance novels she had been addicted to since she was a girl. The house was empty, unusual for a Saturday night, and she was looking forward to a night of peace and quiet. The sudden ring of. A month ago I was a happily married fifty-two-year-old mother and grandmother who doted on her husband and family and would never in a million years imagine doing anything to put their happiness at risk. Today I. My husband and I have always looked forward to our annual trip to Miami with great excitement. We have enjoyed the tropical feel of Miami, the warm air and ocean breezes, and the party vibe. But if we had to name one thing that we anticipate with the most excitement, we both would say it. Actually, the miserable feeling was into its fourth day, driving me crazy. You must have been only six or seven last time I saw you.