"About me inviting your boyfriend Ron to this afternoon's family fuck party. I just phoned him. Everyone will be home but your Aunt Vi," Dee said."Wel..., I won't be here, either. After the way Ron treated me last night, I don't ever want him in my pussy again," Joy grouched."Aw now, don't fuck up my fucking him, honey," Dee pleaded."Oh, you can fuck him. I'll just split," Joy said, talking between gulps of her steaming cereal, seeing Eddy grin at her, and then speak."You know what, Mom?" she. 13 © 2009 All rights reserved I will not cry, Lani told herself. I will not. She wiped at any tears that dared escape her eyes. So Dom blamed her, just like Jason did. Well, she’d had it. Let them blame her. It wasn’t her fault the defense had faltered tonight and allowed a season-high number of shots, any more than it was her fault that Jason had been hit with an errant stick during the scrum in his game. Next time, she told herself, she’d find a guy that had nothing to do with sports. Not. =) Like any couple with years under their belt, we have had our ups and downs, arguements, jealousy and financial woes. Fortunately for us, we have always came to our senses, worked together and learned how to move past the difficult bumps in the road. Our little "joke" spawned from one of those bumps.In November of 2014, I worked at a local grocery store. I liked my job. It was close enough to home that I could walk back and forth, and a nice light work load after finishing college. Hubby. Tom was glad to discover that the bus had air conditioning and it helpedease the dampness in his bra and panties. In fact, by the time the bushad arrived at his stop, he was completely dry.When Tom arrived at the store, he was even sweatier than when he had gotto the bus stop. He was still nervous that someone might see hisundergarments, but was also starting to feel that people would see him asless than human. He felt that they would know he was a slave and nottheir equal. Did he really.