Natalie.” I took the package back to my car before I opened it. The package was wrapped in brown paper with a red ribbon tied around it and a little...heavier than I’d expected. Under the ribbon was another red envelope. ‘Open.’ I practically ripped the wrapping off the package. I smiled to myself. My husband always laughed at the fact that I was never shy about gift wrap like some are. The first thing I noticed was the color red. Whatever was in the box was wrapped in red tissue paper. I folded. As far as sleeping, you will have plenty of time between cycles to sleep.”“That’s what you think,” he yelled, “I’m getting out of here.”“You don’t understand, do you, X?” Seven said slowly, turning so that they were looking eye to eye. Her green eyes were almost lifeless as she said, “You can never leave here.”“Why do you keep calling me ‘X’?” James asked angrily getting up off of the bed and standing with his arms crossed in front of himself. He looked around the room and said, still in a very. An end seems inevitable, and I’m not strong enough to stop it. I ask him to seek help from someone, something stronger than me. He doesn’t believe it will help. He doesn’t rant and rave, he quietly accepts this as his happiness. It is what he wants. He apologizes to me for God bringing me into his life when He did. I thank God. His mother thanks me, and God, for coming around when I did. Like I’m supposed to make a difference. Like knowing him fulfills my divine mission in this lifetime. I. She told me that she had retired and did a little work on computers for extra spending money. I told her I was having a problem with mine and she said she would stop by and take a look at it.A little bit about us. Jen is now 69 with gray hair, she still good looking.She is divorced and has not been with a steady guy in several years. I am 70 married and still horny as hell so when she kissed me at the store parking lot I got an instant boner. We exchanged phone numbers and I told her I would.