”Natasha was looking older than I was used to, but still acting young. Sara looked the youngest, with as usual no makeup and in her stretch mini and...a short strappy top that left her lean tummy and her broad, square shoulders exposed. The soft fabric moulded itself floppily over her obviously braless little tits. Her one concession to formality had been to wear sandals. She looked, as usual, intensely alive. Anyway I had to join in... “It’s nice to see all these native deciduous trees,” I said,. "You made it!" We hugged hard, and I didn't want to let him go. "Jake says he is sorry he couldn't make it," Jack said as we sat down at the table. "He still playing arena football?" I asked. "Yeah," Jack nodded. "Also trying to get into semi-pro leagues, and Canada leagues." I shook my head. Jake had one good pre-season game in the NFL, and then he got cut, since then no one had looked his way. Scouts said he had the arm and legs to make it in the NFL, but he stared down his receivers and. Won't that be kewel as hell, Michelle?" I can hardly wait to see the look on Mom's face when - Uh, Mom? I hope you have a spare room for me because when my other Mom finds out I may need a place to stay." How's she going to find out? We're up here in the middle of nowhere and she's the most conservative, non-feminist, non-musical woman I can think of. Relax so - uh, Michelle." Carrie, does your ex watch the six o'clock news?" Religiously, but so what?" You don't seem to realize that Lyudmilla's. "Why? Why does she always do this? She always has other people do her dirty work. This is one of the reasons we are not talking. I'm sad to see things haven't changed. I'm so glad to hear her life is great without me in it. Mine is shit without her. I don't know why I was holding out hope. It sounds like we really are done. Just tell her I'm happy for her, and doing fine. I don't want to dampen her joy," I said and grabbed my keys and a coat.I got into my Jeep and left. I needed to be alone. I.