Oh shit. He sends back a video of his cock flapping. I send a quick message back asking what his wife thinks of his sexting so late. That was a bad mo...e. Nobody told me they had separated. Maybe he hasn't told anyone yet. What the hell. I say I have to go and then turn the phone off. This would never work. Him….me….yuck. But then I got a very devious idea. I turn the phone back on and send the message thread to Lydia. It took a minute but then she replied back with a halo and a poop.I ask her. You didn't deservethat. It's just, whenever I hear those words. ..."Tod came up behind me and wrapped an arm across my shoulders. "I reallyshould have warned him, but I completely forgot." Honey, you shouldn't have needed to warn him about anything." Maryturned to me looking embarrassed. "Can you forgive me?"I really wasn't used to having an adult apologizing to me and couldn'tthink of anything to say, so I just nodded. That seemed enough to bringa smile back to Mary's face. "Thank you, Billie.. I paid for us both, but he returned half when he looked up and saw Isabella. Hell, I would have too. The place wasn't crowded, and as I slowly walked in, Isabella asked where the best place was to sit. I chose a table just off the main stage. Not too close. Not too far away. Just right.It wasn't 30 seconds before we were approached by a beer maid, her body clad scantily, but, not exposing anything fun. I ordered a soda, knowing I had to keep my wits about me. Isabella ordered an Apple Ale, but,. One Christmas on short notice I had to leave on a business trip which kept me out of town the two weeks before Christmas. She was pissed, especially since shopping wasn't done and we had to rush to do it before I left. On the way back from my trip I was going to have to drive right by her parents. From our house to theirs it was a three and a half hour drive. We agreed that when I came back she would drive up there and meet me for the weekend and then we would come on back home together but in.