I put on the costume that I’d worn the previous year, and did my best to get myself into at least a passable mood, but it was hard. I missed Jessica...something fierce, and each day I was becoming more and more convinced that she’d never speak to me again. Those two things were tearing me up inside, but I didn’t know what to do. I let Kara lead me down the stairs where I saw Bethany and Kathy waiting for me.“We need him, Kara,” Kathy said.“Be gentle,” Kara giggled. “I don’t think he’s had any in. My heart sank down to my feet, and all I thought about was the court appearances over the divorce that was coming. I thought of how she'd leave and I'd be alone again. I thought of all the bad things that could have came from that little incident. All of that rushed through my head before either of us spoke. I about turned over the coffee table trying to get up. I almost lost the dildo in my ass when I tried sitting normal. The nipple clamps bit me hard through the struggle to gain some. Feel out the situation, if you will. Pun intended.When we arrived with wine and pastries, they had just finished setting the table and placing the food. We sat through the obligatory meal and conversation when I picked up my cannoli and licked the crème out of it and gave a loud "Mmmm" while doing so. This made Lena laugh and so Rick had to give it a go and got a giggle from the gals as well.We got up and moved to the living room and the conversation turned to the real reason for the. Or at least mixed a dad gum it in there or something." You goof," Meredith said. She didn't resist when Brock pulled her back close to him."You still didn't answer my question," he noted."Which one did I miss?" Meredith wondered."Where do you want to be in a few years?" Brock tried."Define a few," Meredith said."Let's say, five years," Brock offered."Ideal world or realistic world?" Meredith posed."Is there a difference?" Brock wondered."Maybe," Meredith said. "Like I said, the future can't be.