She harbored no malice or resentment against me. She loved me. For better or for worse is what she believed. For better or for worse is how she lived....Without regrets and without cheating, she played those cards that were dealt to her. She made lemon meringue pie from lemons, scrambled eggs from broken eggs, and chocolate pudding from spilt milk. When I saw the bad in people, when I saw the bad in every situation, she only saw the good. She saw the glass as half full, even after I drank it all.. But as we went off to full time work and college we never really had experiences close to that again (even tho a few years later we did tag team this local slut) We wanked less together instead just taking it in turns with the computer i kind of missed doing it together i still thought about it a lot. Im not gay and have never wanted sex with a bloke but i wanted to try sucking dick thought it could do a better job than a girl hahahaha, So one night were going back to mine steaming from the pub. I suspect the doctor ordered these test merely to appease me rather than to assess my condition. I was told to fast for 12 hours, and show up at a clinic at 8:00 a.m. Jim accompanied me. Jim waited in the ‘waiting room’ and watched our son while I went in for the ‘tests’. I had nursed the baby immediately prior to arriving at the clinic to keep my breasts from being too engorged. I wore a simple yellow sun dress, which was flattering, but not terribly revealing to the clinic. The nurse called. ” Zoe’s Grandparents arrived for lunch and for once her parents, Marty and Susie, were on best behaviour, both knowing if they stepped out of line they were sure to be spanked in front of the Grandparents. Grandma had even asked some pretty straight questions, like when was the last time the two parents were spanked by their 21-year-old daughter. Susie had admitted their last spanking was just the day before last, and when pressed described what she had done wrong and what punishment Zoe had.