Her eyes were that of a person who had been to hell and had made it back only to find themselves even more lost and confused than ever. She attracted ...tares from nearly everyone she passed. A few bold males even whistled and howled at her, calling her ‘baby’ and even more annoying, ‘sweetheart.’ Yet her gaze remained fastened ahead as she was determined to be on her way. Of course upon realizing that she would not stop for their catcalls their terms of endearment quickly turned insulting and. They would just both have to wait until opportunity presented itself and not get foolhardy. He was young and restless and probably innocently unaware of the tragedy which could befall them at any turn so she took it upon herself to be strong and control the situation.Two weeks had passed without incident or opportunity until, on Friday afternoon, Norma got home from work and got a phone call from the office pleading with her to drive the twenty miles to Charleston and pick up some badly needed. You were sitting with Emily at the dining table, staring at a laptop screen. You'd been planning your wedding for what seemed to be hours. To you it was a tedious process which seemed to involve endless lists, names, numbers and expenses."This venue can seat around seventy... I know that it might not be enough, but if we put aside the numbers of children then we'll spare up a few seats. What do you think Mark? I mean, we can narrow it down more in the guest list." Emily looked at you curiously,. I know this is supposed to be a sex story and not a philosophy lesson, but it is important that you know where I was coming from.Moments later, Jay storms in and slams his door, ready to pass out after even more of a drunken fight with Jen. By this point, Beth had gone to sleep up in my room as well because she had work early the next morning. Everyone else was in the living room. Now normally, I would have been off having some drunk escapades with Bryan and Paul, as we were normally the.