.for like, seventy-two hours."?Doni shook her bouncing copper tresses, thinking about it. The other women in the room looked quite serious as the youn... meeting leader scratched her chin and sighed, her full breasts jiggling in the ribbed purple crop top.?"I mean, like...most of the time, Ruskin's all over me...trying to make me happy, cleaning the house after work so I'll be in a good enough mood to let him worship my body...getting me little surprise gifts, kissing Mike's boots when he. Cook was popping some sort of small pill. It looked like it was the same as the nitro pills my uncle Phil used now and then. After taking a minute to compose himself, Cook plunged forward."Mr. Young, you must realize that you are having affairs with the wives of the two men that are banging your wife. Can I assume this is not a coincidence? May I also say that I have seen Mrs. Anderson and she is smoking hot!" I won't try to tell you what you may or may not assume, Cook, but I honed in on these. To be honest, I would really love to, it I weren't. I can't speak for Sylvia." I said it smiling warmly."It might be fun," Sylvia said smiling a flirty smile. I had committed but Sylvia didn't really commit."Well we are having a party at our place in two weeks, I'll send you all the particulars." she said. "Is it BYD?" I asked."BYD?" Linda asked."Bring Your own Date," I replied."Oh, I can arrange an escort for you," she said."Someone interesting I hope," was my reply."Oh yes, for you I am sure. " Ugh, thanks, but I'm really not hungry," I moan as I lay back on mybed with a loud sigh."...Laura, you do need to eat," mum reminds me as my stomach starts togrowl, just as it always does when I think about my so-called 'father'.My counsellors won't say it for certain, but I'm convinced that mystruggles with bulimia were all the fault of that man."...Maybe a little breakfast," I mumble. "Gonna be fun being around thesmell of cooking all day..." I think on this one occasion you can ask work.