This is what happens when you mix fantasy with a few drinks.After that weekend we went back to a normal life, strained and definitely cold and no more...exciting nights out, you know normal.We didn't talk much, both of us drunk more and if, which became often, we argued, that weekend was thrown up, so to save the animosity I went out with my girly friends and he played his bloody golf with his five mates.It was on one such girly night, it must have been about five weeks later, that I got a bit. ”The figure openly admired Sasha’s frame. “Mmm, Peaches your look absolutely scrumptious too. I’m glad today is my day off duty.” The figure began to unzip her flight suit.Sasha while had done some experimenting with her few friends in high school and was by no means a prude, she was taken aback by the demeanor of this black clad figure. Releasing a squeak she twisted around behind Charles and was peering at the figure with just her eyes and forehead peaking out from Charles arm.Charles feeling. "Pam was in front of me and was waiting as I strolled off the plane with another one of those smiles on my face. We caught a cab and retrieved my car. Found the apartments and stowed our gear. As we walked around mine I looked in the fridge and cabinets and they were stocked with stuff I liked. Only Peggy could have arranged that. I had no idea how she had done it but it had to have been her. I found a note on the coffee table.My Dearest JohnI know you are still unhappy with me. I don't blame. Then Amy floored me “has Mona mentioned doing a part-time job?” she asked. I didn’t answer. “I am working Friday night for two hours when Stan goes to the pub with his mates” she added. I was gobsmacked. But as she was my best friend I told her about working on Sundays. She laughed. “It is ok I suppose if you get yourself off” she said. God, we were so alike she and I. “I call one hole the suck hole and the other the fuck hole” she said. I just laughed.The next two weeks were the same as the.