“Great, what’s up?” I said casually. I had to keep the excitement and curiosity out of my voice. “I got bored and I don’t know anybody aroun... here. My parents went out for some grocery shopping. Do you wanna come over?” she offered. Holy shit, is it gonna be that easy? “Sure thing, what do you wanna do?” I asked. I knew a few things I’d like to do, but I had to keep those things in my head. “Well, we put up a swimming pool this morning, so we could swim, no?” I loved how innocent she sounded. I. She continued on, acting as if nobody else were there. She had lunch, then visited the sauna, but I guess her admirer had lost track of her, because he did not show up. Towards the end of the day, she went to the indoor pool, and "undressed" and took another shower. Another couple was there but they soon left. After a while, guess who showed up? He sat down on the edge of the pool and my wife decided to swim around on her back so he could watch her breasts. She would climb out of the pool and. . and pulled no punches about where I felt the planned operation had gone badly south. Specifically I mentioned my being overruled about the use of Walt's additional (and provably dangerous) drugs and the criminal incompetence of our former Sheriff. I say former, because the fat weasel had pretty much disappeared off in the night, taking most of his goon gang of trigger happy shooters with him. Probably the best thing for his future health really, still I was willing to make a bet that we. Most people are optimistic when sitting in the park, but the storm clouds growing above seemed a perfect metaphor for my mood. My name is Mike, I’m a 32 IT Lead at a local business. Roughly six foot tall, I’m pretty average in most ways. Brown hair, reasonably fit. I run when I can, some weight lifting when I can. And my life is now circling the drainToday actually started out okay, relatively speaking. Beautiful morning, I woke up before my alarm clock went off, and I had my lucky suit pressed.