Then one day i went round when he said he'd noticed a smell coming from his sink and thought the trap must be blocked up as i let myself in with my ke... he was sat in his chair by the window and not looking his usual jovial self and was looking through a photo album.When i asked him what he was looking at he showed me pics of him and his partner at the beach in their swimming trunks, and this was the days of speedo style trunks... WOW! my mouthed nearly hit the floor the old guy sat in front of. He's my son. You should have told me." I wanted it to be a surprise; anyway, it's not that much. He'll need a lot more by the time he's ready to enter college." How long would it take him to make the other two thousand?" I don't know, a few months, I suppose."Heather looked at Clifford, and I could tell that she was wavering."Would you like to go home with me, K.O.?"He considered my question for a second. "Can I bring my ball?" Absolutely, but you know you can't kick it while we're on the. We walked with Michele between us, 'Hope he has a big one', I laughed nervously, Jackie did not give a shit, she was portly and sex always happened when she was pissed, or more to the truth, the guy was.Michele shivered, 'Don't joke about it, she said, looking back over her shoulder, and suddenly stopping.It was dusky and the night life in the Forrest surrounding us was coming alive, making us feel really stupid about abandoning our car. 'Someone is coming', she cried, and we all looked back at. She melted into his side and ducked her head to smell his jacket. He kissed her long curly mouse brown hair lovingly. That hair was Angi’s pride and joy. No matter how rigorously they travelled, she still managed to keep it in pristine condition. She said that if everything else in the world had to go to hell, at least she could keep this one thing the same. Her hair was a symbol, in a sense. As long as she kept it perfect, nothing could harm them. Mike was content to let her have her way. If.