And I knew that was true, because that was what I would have done if the tables were turned. I would have tried anything I could think of to get him ...o change his mind. But all he did was write a short note – I knew it was short due to the size of the parchment attached to the Potters’ owl’s leg – and leave it at that. Right, so perhaps that wasn’t fair. There had probably been a dozen letters in the week between the party and school going back, but I hadn’t read any of them; they’d all. He told her she should have one as well and my wife, who had never liked beer, just agreed…After three more cans both were getting along way too well.My wife said that she would go to our bedroom and left the kitchen for a few moments. Then all of a sudden, Tyler walked over to her and grabbed her waist with his heavy black hands. Then he kissed her on the lips. I could see the look of shock on her face and he quickly took her soft small hand and placed it on his bulging shorts. Tyler suggested. Ronnie was sitting with her legs crossed which caused her dress to open and exposed her legs to bare thigh, s the guy passed us he looked down nd said nice legs. The movie tarted, I put arm around her shoulders and started rubbing her tit, then slid my hand inside her dress and pasted with her nipples, I noticed but next to her looking at her legs which were more exposed from her moving. About a third of the way thru the movie she leaned into me, easier the guy he his dick out, I asked her. Maybe in hindsight, I should’ve done just that. But shit, I couldn’t see the future! I was young, stupid, and fuck if I didn’t still love her! When I met her at what used to be our usual spot, she sat beside me and wouldn’t look at me for a long moment. When it was obvious to her that I wasn’t going to say shit, she spoke.“I’m sorry, Rick,” she whispered. “I’m sorry about what I said, after I saw you talking to that bitch.”“Ok,” I said. “Sophie, if you don’t trust me, there’s nothing I can say.