You girls can wearthe new dresses just let me get the tags off so I can pay for them."I protested, "Mom can I wear what I had on before, please?" Oh d...n't be silly, Dana. You know you'll just get yourself in moretrouble looking and acting like a ruffian. Now come along."And so it was. We traipsed through the girls clothing sections as Dianepicks out clothes. Every other thing she picked was pink. Pink Jeans,pink shorts, pink tops and even two pair of pink sneakers she had atcheck out time.. Two weeks later I drove the wife to work and called in the garage, a younger lad was there, he said he was an apprentice for his dad. His dad recognised me and asked if I'd come for a service, I replied that I had, he said "You don't mind if our John does it do you?", I said "No as long as he knows what he's doing", he replied "Yes he does".As I drove the car in, Dave said "I have to go out for an hour, a breakdown and I need the work", "No problem" I said, "As long as it's done today", Dave. The first couple of years living together were great. Although like all boyfriends, I always had my suspicions about her behavior when I wasn't around.She finished college before I did and as a result moved back North before I could join her. Also, there were random incidents after we moved in together. There was one night were she went out with her friend, and came home really late after the bars. She was extremely horny and wet, and told me that she had danced with some guy at the bar. I. "Yes, that would complicate matters wouldn't it. I'm afraid that I need thecomplete costume back though." But I didn't want this." He cried. "It wasn't even my fault. I don't evenremember what happened." Vicks' eyes slowly began to well up. In a lightlychoked voice he continued. "And . . . please, please don't call me girlnames. It's . . .it's bad enough as it is without that too." The tearscouldn't be held back any more. Seeing the clenched arms and Vick trying todo his best to hold back the.