"Why wouldn't David want you to tell your parents where you are?" Cause he's mad at 'em." Oliver suddenly stood up, dodging one of Frank's mother's st...nding lamps on his way around the chair, much like he looked like he wanted to dodge the question. "How come you didn't come over, Frank?" I told my mom I'd do some work around here," Frank replied, deciding to leave out the part where he'd entirely forgotten Oliver's invitation. "Why's David mad at your parents?"Oliver fell silent as he drew. He did not remember being a lecherous old man so he could not understand why all he could think of while Helen was yelling at him was taking her into his arms and burying his face in her more than ample cleavage.Die alone. He seemed destined to now. Without Rachael, days seemed longer, work meaningless, family had become obligation. Charles. Charles should be in Reedville with Lizzie and the children not in Falls Church with his father. Maybe then, JD should just retire from everything. Bill. I was pissed and lashing out. Ian was trying to be a friend and I was being an ass.“Sorry dude, here…” I held out my hand for the CD. Ian happily handed the CD over and seemed satisfied that he had spread the church of Goth.“Ian…” I asked, “Ian, do you ever feel like maybe you somehow did something like really karmically fucked up and your life is so whacked that you are like totally confused if you are paying for it or what?”“Like every day my beautiful Ophelia, every day.” Ian said. “I’m in. Again, this was expected, and due to our close friendship it was no real hardship that I spent more hours with Carol than would be usual, and as far we were concerned we didn't need any other excuse to open the prosecco and while away the evenings chatting.Carol is 64yrs old, about 5ft 4in, with short greying hair, and a curvy size 14 figure, and ample D cup breasts with curvy hips. She is perfectly normal to look at, with average looks, but I do know from previous conversations with her that.