She celebrated this by going out, getting drunk and sleeping with lots of guys. Then she came back to me, telling me that she was a danger-addicted se...ual maniac who desperately needed control, before getting herself killed. Okay, cool. Was the woman asking me to take control of her life because she was afraid of self-destruction? Apparently so. Ah, women. They say they don’t want it but deep down, they love being dominated by men. Anyone who’s ever read romance novels penned by women will. As we were drinking our coffee, Mother offered to move in, to keep house for me. She suggested that we could both save money. As delicately as I could, I reminded her that I was a healthy sexual man and would have women staying with me from time to time.Matter-of-factly, Mother asked how long it had it been since I had sex with a woman. I replied that it had been 2 months. She replied that was not healthy for a man to go that long, then without any warning, she astonished me by saying, "Open. Just look for the redheads. There aren't that many, and there's certainly gonna only be ONE Cindy, and she's gonna be in the middle of our group. Found 'em. Just a little tiny anchor to my life, that bunch. Nice to have anchors, it is.If you've seen one high school graduation, you've seen 'em all. We had the Invocation, the National Anthem, the Alma Mater, the three hundred unruly students, their rowdy families and friends, and the principal and the high school staff did their level best to. He was good looking, 6'2" tall, had a very good body and was very confident. His name is Edward and we had a great time. He was perfect--his ebony skin and her milky white body.Since that time, we found out that my wife is pregnant-- about three months and she is beginning to show. She looks beautiful with her wonderful white complexion and blonde hair. Her belly is no longer flat and her belly button ring is beginning to look very different especially with certain jewelry. We still don't know.