He was a soon to be father. I wish I gave him my number but I would have fallen in love.I have had many relationships but none that lasted. I didn't e...joy slavery and these me came from parents that when they found out about them treated them horribly. They were very damaged and wanted to hurt me because they were hurt. I even prayed for a good man but I got violent men where the police had to be called. I still pray for a good man I don't care as much about money as I do about someone to greet. Oldham get home? Are you sure it will work?"I convinced her it was a good plan. We turned around and drove back to the garage. I found the extra key that Ned kept hidden under a rock and opened the overhead door. Mr. Oldham's car was there, along with the Volvo and the Limo. Alice was dubious when she saw the Mercedes. I told her they must have brought his car home and drove Suzanne's car to the theater.We went into the house to get the key to the cottage and Alice climbed all over me. "This is. You know. Simple. And that's what actually happened. Sort of.I get to the bar, I see Meghan across the way, sitting pretty in a short black dress, legs crossed,sipping on a martini like she's sucking my cock already. Far as I'm concerned, I'm as good as fucked,the way she's making herself out to be: smooth thighs, big, round tits, lips that could blow the cap offa bottle of Bud, legs long as tomorrow and an ass as big as today. Fuck, I feel I'm in the bag already,so I sidle up, introduce. "First, what is your name?" I asked,"Stephanie", she replied"Well Stephanie, I thought you were a fucking asshole for slamming the door on me," I said, watching her smile disappear, "But, seeing you now, as you sit here, I would love to fuck the shit out of you" I finished off. I took a sip of the coffee, it was just perfect, light & sweet - my favorite!Before she could speak, I added: "Where is your husband? He is one lucky motherfucker to have you as a wife!" I said."First, I'm married, I.