Matthews but why don't you come in and sit down."Debbie ushered the girl into the living room and gestured to a chair across from hers."Please have a ...eat. Would you like some tea?" No thank you, Mrs. Matthews, but please allow me." Without waiting for a response she walked over to the table next to Debbie's chair and poured a cup. Refolding her hands she gave a slight bow walked to her chair and sat down. Sitting straight not touching the chair back, legs primly together and eyes. Is there?" Death is everywhere - he knew that. Did he really make his last fatal mistake or was he by then just too tired and worn out to care? I don't know. My father was a good man and raised me as decent lad but it was Old Venial who taught me everything I needed to know to be a grown man. I think I loved him better than I did my own father and I think he came to think of me as his son."I remained quiet for quite a long time. I didn't cry; but I wanted to very badly.We tried to keep the. When Jenny left — well, that's not right, is it? I mean, I just don't believe she 'left.' I know she does not want to be — maybe is not able to be — completely frank just at the moment. Anyway, when she disappeared, I joined a local gym, to get myself ready for when she came back, to be a reasonable piece of 'eye candy' for her. Now, we can go together and here we are, walking from the car, holding hands, just like normal people.I have a membership card. Jenny does not, so we stop at. She started doing this but with the second mans hand in her bra this was difficult for her. So I removed them for her. As I did this the second mans hand never left my wifes tit, I think he was in love with it. LOL. My wife was now standing in a strip club in just a black lacy bra, black lacy boy-cut panties, thigh highs and garter, and high heeled black shoes, and letting a total stranger grope her tit. I took her clothes and went back to the far side of the bar. From there I watched as the.