Smith said, grabbing a mug of coffee. “Now you have to wait until I finish this, then I can drop you home,” he said, taking a sip. “She is stay...ng with us tonight,” Mrs. Smith said. “Hmm… okay.” Mr. Smith acted normal, but Mrs. Smith and I, we both knew how happy he had to be feeling inside his heart. “Yeah, I mean it’s been three days, right? I’m sure she would be feeling hungry for a cock too,” Mrs. Smith said, looking at me with a big grin. I blushed. “I need to take a shower first,” Mr.. And what's more, just another half-inch and he was sure he'd be able to catch a glimpse of her beaver."Good... good morning, ma'am," he stammered, his cool gone for the first time in almost twenty years on the job. "I'm your new m-m-meter man."The woman smiled a bright welcome as she swung the screen door open to admit the shaken man. "Good morning. Please come in. You look like you could use a cup of coffee, am I right?"Nick couldn't believe his ears. Sure, he'd heard the old jokes about the. ”He explained that he would open a joint account for the pair with his name also a party – “That way, no one can claim a right because you are women. Use it as you will, but there is more than enough for you to travel to Charles and Maggie and seek shelter. If I die, it will still be yours to use. Oh, and don’t fret for Autumn, I have already provided for her.”The astonished women stopped, and ignoring stares from passersby, they crushed Monty to them.Business completed, they returned to the. Was that why you went out with those guys that night?” he asked quietly.It was Barbara’s turn to look away in an embarrassed silence. They both drank some more, and she said, “Yes. Maybe. I don’t know, Jerry. Maybe it was, but maybe it was a mistake, too, you know? I think that was over the line, too.”Jerry rolled his eyes. “More than the joke about the lies earlier, that’s for sure! I couldn’t fucking believe you did that!”“Did it hurt?”“Yes,” he replied.“Good. Now you know what it felt like.”.