The eye specialist made it quite clear that I would almost certainly be blind within a few years. I had high hopes of a career in journalism, but that...idea was never going to happen. I lived at home until I was twenty-five years old, then, at my request, I was allocated a small flat which was warden-controlled. My parents took care of the costs.For the first time in my life, I had full independence and a guide dog who I called Jamie. I was told that he was a golden labrador aged six. He was not. George had made it for the children, now two gangling post-graduates who lived elsewhere. It was at the back of the house, which faced open meadowland and solemn, grass-chewing cattle.But tonight, as Elena felt her pussy fingered by steadfast fingering George, she stroking his familiar cock, and blankly looking out the window for lack of anywhere else to look, she saw the face. The face was watching them, and she quickly looked away, her breath catching in her throat. George heard the gasp, and. When I told her that I loved her she made some kind of comment about half a woman or something. When I suggested adopting she looked at me like I had just murdered a child. She ran into her room and I didn't see her for two days.Things really went downhill for the next six months. Out love life was almost non-existent. The few times that we tried sex I could tell that she was just submitting to me. After the fourth month I didn't even try to make love to her. It was if someone had ripped the. “Five bucks,” she said.“Huh?” he said.“Five dollars for my coffee, Mister Carton, but that does include the tip,” she said.“Five dollars for a cup of coffee and that from my wife!” he said.“That’s what it would run you at a coffee shop these days, and it’s ex-wife,” she reminded him. He produced a five-dollar bill and she took it and headed into the kitchen.She returned in a minute and half with a cup of the black elixir. She set it on the coffee table in front of him.She recrossed the floor of.