I couldn’t hide my exuberance when I played tennis with Mark on Thursday, and he commented on it. ‘You’re sure acting happy lately. Maybe buying...that crazy farm is what you needed. That or Elly, anyway.’ ‘Both, I think.’ ‘Well, it’s good to see you so happy, even if I have no idea why. I mean the farm, that is. I can see why you’d be happy with Elly, that’s for sure.’ ‘I am, thanks. I won’t deny that Elly is the biggest part of the whole thing. How does you love life go?’ ‘Not as good as you.. Doesn’t AVA mean something?’ ‘First off,’ Louie responded, ‘those ‘viticultural area’ designations are permits granted by Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms. They don’t guarantee anything, such as specific geographic boundaries, grape quality, yields, anything. It’s not like France or Italy, it doesn’t mean a controlled appellation. BATF is the bottom of the totem pole in Federal Law Enforcement. It’s not that much of a surprise that no one checked the application to see if there were actual. Joe was staring at my ample bosom, my cleavage visible down to my third button, and for a few seconds he held his gaze, and my naughty nipples stiffened, well that's what women do when they both feel desired and are pregnant.I put my coat down on a chair and turned to face him, 'In case you have not noticed uncle, I am pregnant, and my hands ran over my midriff bulge, my top rising slightly to reveal my nude belly.'Are you married', he stammered, unsure whether to ask or not?I shook my head,. That power is all yours. And definitely don't be stupid enough to fall for one of them. Then you end up in bars every night, trying to drink away all those shitty feelings."I'm going to the bathroom," I look him dead in the eyes, challenging him.Let's see if he's all talk. I slide off the bar stool, his long legs on either side, trapping me. I place my hand on the inside of his upper thigh, pressing so he spreads his legs wider so I can get past him. I hear him clear his throat as I walk away.
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