Caught few lines from your phone conversation, "Yeah, just got home an hour ago. It's been a long day. Ok, take a rest too. I'll hit the sack soon. By.... I love you." I bitterly smiled, I'm still hurt every time I hear you speak with her, much more every time you tell her those three words. But what can I do, I agreed with this set-up, I'm just a part-time lover. You turned around and smiled at me, tapping your lap asking me to sit on it. I sit obediently, and wrap my arms around your neck. "So. I was browsing profiles on some internet dating site, when I got a message from a girl. It didn't say much, mostly that all she wanted was a fuckbuddy. I considered it, since it had been I while the last time I busted a nut, but then I went and looked at her pics. She was fat as all hell. She must'a weighed 300 pounds. But... I didn't give a god damn. I was horny, and desperate times call for desperate measures. We met up a week after her first message. I entered her house, and there was zero. Jamie had also snagged one of the small wine skins from the cottage with a nice, throat soothing California red and passed that around. The girls were quickly out of it, and he soon had one on each arm staring out at the majesty of the universe whirling over the quiet lake. Jamie was behind him with her arms around his neck, ‘Hey man, we should get fucking naked,’ she said. ‘Oh ya,’ Julliette replied. ‘That would be far out,’ Christina agreed. Even stoned as they were, it didn’t take then long. They, unlike my grandmother, knew I was the mastermind of mischief who never got caught because to most people I look helpless and pathetic. The cousins knew better but luckily for me accepted this cruel fate because when we weren't in hot waters, the adventures was definitely worth it.My grandma always had my favorite cookies. Always. I can't remember a visit to her house when my cookies weren't waiting on the kitchen table. Not when she was in good health. Not on our last visit when her.