"Stacy and I are going out for a while. We want to give you some alone time," I said after taking Michael's DNA up to my room."We will be back in a co...ple of hours. I'll call first so you can get your clothes on!"June slapped at me. Michael gave me a slap on the shoulder and a twenty.We left.With each passing day, Stacy and June got slightly more frenetic. Since I knew that my kisses calmed her down, Stacy was nearby every chance she had.Eventually, the DNA results came back. I had been getting. The twins were seventeen years old now and quite capable of looking after themselves, although we did impress on them that we expected the house to look spotless when we got back, and issued a stern warning about what would happen if they had raided my store of single malts. We also had a quiet word with my parents just to keep a discreet eye on things.We spent the first week in Florence with a couple of day trips to Pisa and to Lucca — an essential destination for a lover of Puccini’s operas.. She was a sizeable woman with large voluptuos breasts and wide hips, but her 6 foot 4 height made this size less of a problem for her. She liked to think it was a problem for whichever man her thighs were around that night to deal with. Her hair was long and chestnut brown, her face round but not chubby, her ass was the one thing she wished was smaller, though thats every girls wish afterall, she mused. As she heard the sharp clink of glasses downstairs she felt her heat rising as she. She told me the reason was our inability to live in harmony. She also told me she wanted the kids, and offered to waive the alimony requirement in return. I was unemployed, and I couldn't feed and take care of our kids while looking for a job, not to mention I didn't have the financial resource for a lengthy legal battle. I eventually agreed.Yeah, you guessed it right again. I became an alcoholic. I drifted from one brief placement to another, and lived in a rat's nest. I only cleaned and.