Some god awful show about housewives. Caitlin piped up first during a segment, “I seriously need to branch out and make new bitchy friends. This is...just depressing.” Hadley reached for the abandoned tea mug and took a sip while still staring at the screen. “Oh my god, I would slap these women if we were friends!” His eyes darted back and forth between them until the longed-for commercial break finally happened. Hadley looked over at Marcus and laughed at his bewildered expression. “Guilty. "He asked me desperately:"Do you hate me now?" I answered:"Not so much."He sat down, his hands on his head, looking downward, he murmured:"Ok, baby."Then he left the room. Tomorrow I woke up late, It wasn’t a school day but my parents needed to go to work; I started to play Guitar and sing with the rhythm in my bed:" Sol La Sol La Re Re Mi"Suddenly I saw my room door opened, it was my dad, he smiled and said:"I've knocked three times." I asked him:"You didn’t go to work, dad?" He replied:"I'm. Even pushing sixty, Gary was still well proportioned and muscular. A product of the daily workouts he had practiced since high school. In addition to his physical prowess, which was emphasized by a tee shirt that showed off his muscles for effect, Gary just looked good. He had kept all his hair which was now highlighted by the gray streaks that made him look distinguished. I on the other hand was almost his opposite, I never developed the six pack abs or the huge cannons on my arms, my hair had. “You like to lay out,” I said, looking at her bronzed legs. “Yeah,” she replied, “And I have no tans lines.” “Really?” I replied. “That’s cool.” We zipped along the North Dallas Tollway and as we did, she casually slipped her arm across mine and the center divider, squeezing my upper thigh. “You’re cute,” she remarked. “Are you sure this is okay?” “Yes,” I replied. I pulled into the alley and then into the garage. As the garage door closed, I turned and looked at my new friend. Instantly, our.