Derek said, “Very interesting reading. Definitely stress producing. Our man has created an image for himself that he’s got to live up to, plus it�...�s a forty-two-year-old guy infatuated with a twenty-five-year-old female - Amanda, and vice versa, apparently. He’s lied to her, and now doesn’t know what to do to hold it together.”Dave ventured, “The actions towards his wife?” He shrugged to amplify the question.“I’m not a psychologist, but I’d bet he would like that divorce, only he knows asking. I just want her back, man.”I never knew what Monday saw in the stinky bird lady, especially after she just about killed him the first time they had sex, but I needed to be supportive for my friend. I made a mental note to ask Demie about harpy families. She had said she was going to do some research. Hopefully she didn’t forget or get distracted.Monday still sold kush so I bought a bag. I didn’t know when I might have money for more, as I had to get a new job too. Fuck!I pulled the Chevelle up. ”“Really? Damn! I don’t know what happened between you, but you’re already my hero for doing this and doubly so for having tapped THAT!” Staff Sergeant Beau Barnes chuckled as I finished him up.Megan blushed at the obvious praise, “I just wanted you to know that there is a hearing about my fate coming up. I’m a civilian and not the only one. They haven’t decided what to do with us. Apparently, in most war zones, the women stay at home and away from the action. Not so much here. In any case, at. In that instant the whole of George’s mass solidly disappeared up Maggie’s behind: a thick squish of lubricant and a crashing slap of flesh, they withdrew just shy of his entire length and, repeating the ferocity of their first thrust, there was again another clap as his lap slapped her seat. An obscene strain, bright and profound – her agony hard and as clean as a new dime, steely and exact, and an impulsive attempt to twist free, arrested at her hips – and yet Maggie sounded only a husky.