Pick me up at 7, OK?"What a fabulous day she thought in her next class. Mom is waiting for me to "hurry" home and Tommy asked me to go to the drive-in... Far out.When the final period was over she rushed home. Her stomach was doing flips she was so nervous. It was only a two block walk home but it seemed to take forever. At her front door Susan realized her panties were so wet they were squishy. She walked into the house, dropped her books at the front door and went looking for her Mom... hoping.. As I slipped into bed, I put my arm around my wife’s shoulder and pulled her against me.“We need to talk,” I said softly.“About?”“Marika, I saw Andre today.”There was a deafening silence before she replied, “You said you wouldn’t.”“I couldn’t passively sit back and let him control our lives.”“Well, he didn’t kill you—that’s a good thing. What happened?”“I offered to buy your contract, if there even is one. I offered him our savings.”“Let me guess… he said no.”“You guessed right. He told me that. Kasem’s first broadcast continued. "This is Casey Kasem in Hollywood, and in the next three hours, we'll count down the 40 most popular hits in the United States this week, hot off the record charts of Billboard magazine.” During Kasem’s signature stylish patter on the broadcast he would mention many of the AT40 affiliate stations. He would also deliver little vignettes, slices of Americana, and seemingly intimate stories to provide background on the artists and the songs. This patter of. Over the years, they got together, got married, and had a kid. But whenever there was a party, or a cookout, or a picnic, or basically any excuse at all, Dan would drink. And not just one. He didnt stop until he was wasted. And when he was drunk, he had no sense of self preservation. Right in front of Michelle, he would tell me that I had gorgeous breasts, and that he wanted to feel my nipples. She would get mad, and they would go home. He even smacked my ass a few times. The worst was when he.