Incensed, Alex made his way to the kitchen fuelled with such anger that he couldn’t see straight. Diane, his ex wife, was sitting on the kitchen ta...le with the prized Spode in her hand and a triumphant smile on her face. ‘I always knew how to get you didn’t I?’ Alex shrugged, irritated that he had managed to be hoodwinked by her nonsense yet again, but also a little relieved that she hadn’t destroyed his mother’s prized possession. Alex made his way across to her silently and held his hand out. .I didn't..." I'm sniffling. My fists are clenched and my eyes are closed tight."What are you sorry for?" he says."Just that...I didn't mean, oh, damn it, damn it."He takes a step forward and puts his right arm around my waist and draws me to him effortlessly and lifts my face and I open my eyes and he pulls me closer and kisses me.Absolute, heavenly, total kiss. True, nothing left out, passionate, delicate, forceful, what- will-you-do-with-me-now-that-I'm-utterly-yours kiss.After about sixty. ., I'm sorry, but I hope you have the money? And the look I get from her is like, You really can't be this dumb?Then it's, Catherine I'm only k**ding. Which has her looking up at the ceiling as if asking, please God, why me? But there's also the hint of a smile in the corners of her pretty mouth. So handing the counter man a ten dollar bill along with asking for a large coffee, along with several creamers and sugars too.Then with Catherine taking the bag from the man as she's saying, “Thank. Sometimes I would pass out drunk on the couch downstairs while my buddy was upstairs fucking his girlfriend. Everybody else either already left , or had passed out long before I did. Some nights though, the girls and the others didn’t come back to my buddy’s place. Just me. I’d smoke a couple joints and get nice and toasty. He would drink more, not much in partaking of Mary Jane. Eventually, we would end up in his bedroom upstairs. Door Closed. My Buddy would throw on some tunes, turn on the.