As I mentioned, all of our discussions about an Arrangement for Abby (and, maybe even for Luke) had been theoretical, up until two days prior.It was a...Thursday afternoon, and the kids had been back in school for a couple of weeks. Both of them had activities after school (soccer practice for Abby, tennis lessons for Luke), and I was supposed to pick them up on my way home from work, as Riley was working a 10-hour shift that day.Out of a meeting at 2:30, I decided to head home early, maybe. The thought of thehorrible smell of Sam's balls pressed against her nose as she struggledto breath made it even more real. And of course, the lowlight of it all,was the slowly-drying semen roped from her belly button to her forehead.And Sam's insistence that she not only leave it, but send himphotographic evidence of it all before she returned. She did the best shecould to avoid the judging eyes of her neighbors, but more than one madesnide comments about the dirty slut that was proudly. Donna went over to see if she was Ok, Sammy was telling her the her ex was a bastard and was only making things difficult with her, to make things difficult!! He wasn't interested in the c***d, just making her life hell. We suggested we grab a coffee and she could have a talk and get all her aggrevation out, she agreed.A half hour later, we'd finished our coffee and Sammy seemed to be feeling a lot better, Donna went to the toilet and Sammy gave me a hug to say thanks, I leaned in and kissed. .. there Is no hope. I spoke and broke her out of her moment of study, " John. You must be Jennifer." " Yes," She smiled, " Nice to meet you. How are you?" " Just fine." Already an awkward silence... not a good sign for having a pleasant evening. She sighs a little preparing herself for a unpleasant dinner. " How do you know Jeanie?" I tilted my head to the side, as if not fully understanding the question, " I'm her friend. Did she not tell you about me?" She flush embarrassed. " She tried, but.