We dated briefly (if you call a year briefly). But it had to end. The twist in the story? I never saw him. He lives 1,000 miles away, and my mom do...sn’t like him. So she broke us apart, and it tore us up immensely. He knew every dirty little secret I have ever had, and knew each and last detail of me that no one else knew about. I honestly love this guy. The sun flooded the car as we drove onto the highway and I thought of something else. Scenario 2: I step out of the car and play the. I only had me to worry about. Unless my stockbroker went bananas and ran off with my money ... hmm ... could happen. Where was I? Ah ... contemplating what I would do when I caught him. Not if ... when.What did affect us was the rise in prices. It became increasingly expensive to live, let alone deal with petrol expenditures. I bought a diesel Ute. It wasn’t as fast but it did take us where we ... read Jim ... wanted to go prospecting.We went regularly. So did a great many others ... much to. The wedding and reception and so on."Tyler reeled. This was, without question, the nicest thing Lola had eversaid to him. It was probably the only nice thing she'd ever said to him,now that he thought about it."So, thanks," Lola continued, as most of the wedding guests headed backinside the hotel. "It means a lot to Amber, but it means a lot to metoo. I mean, obviously, Amber's really important to me. We're basicallysisters."Smiling and nodding, Tyler scanned Lola's face for any hints of. It was close, but Mike won by a few seconds. “Eat it Ron! What’s the problem? Not man enough? Alright babe, come over here.” I slipped over to Mike and he slowly untied the top of my bikini, letting my tits flop out. I looked up at Ron, and was thrilled to see him ogling me. “Alright, lets go round two, time for revenge,” Ron said, with a sense of determination. Round two, the boys cracked their beers and began chugging. This time, it was no contest – Ron won by a long shot. He threw down his.