"We need to talk." She said while I sat next to her."What is wrong mom, why are you freaking out?" I asked."You're still lusting after this guy?" She ...sked as she showed me one of the pictures I had of him. "Well yeah I am, he's really really hot mom he's like, the hottest guy I've ever seen in my life. I can't help it." I replied."There is something you should know about him sweetheart." She said."What?" I asked."He's your real dad." She said with a great deal of jealousy in her voice."No he. .***Two days ago was Bryan’s birthday. I was getting dressed to take Bryan to school, but was delayed as I searched around for my favorite pair of shoes (a set of black-and-teal ballet flats) but could only find one. I brushed it off, though, and walked out into the hallway barefooted to make breakfast.It took me a moment to realize that my door was slightly open. I know I had completely closed when I went to bed last night, and I was reasonably sure it was still closed when I went in for my. Short, sharp nips of his teeth followed long wet strokes of his tongue. He closed his lips around her, and sucked as hard as he could. Suddenly, the unyielding door gave way, the woman’s arm twisted behind her back to manipulate the knob, and the two tumbled into the space of the entranceway. The door slammed shut behind them, and the observer watched on as the passion they displayed outside turned ferocious in the supposed seclusion of the house. Clothes went flying left and right. His shirt. As soon as I received her e-mail asking me for a favor I called her back, she asked me to let her stay with me in Dublin for a few days and also to receive her boxes with all her belongings, obviously I said yes and the boxes arrived two weeks later. The second day of having all those boxes all over my living room I became really bored and decided to check my friend's belongings, I opened some boxes that had clothes, shoes, books, cd's, kitchen supplies, nothing interesting. I was about to.