Just as he was trying to sort all this out in his mind, it dawned on Jason that he was clad in only his underwear. He shook his head in an attempt to ...lear the marijuana-driven confusion away, pinched himself, and looked down again. To his dismay, he confirmed that he was not imagining things. He wore only his white briefs."Jesus, Becky, I don't have any clothes on. You dragged me down here before I could grab my clothes." I know," whispered Becky. This time she took the lead and crushed. Because of the pandemic and social distancing rules, there was no way that a traditional get together could take place.The bosses did their bit; they put out some anodyne company-wide email entirely devoid of sincerity and gave her a gift voucher. Some of us weren’t going to let her go without a bit of a send-off. I had always got on well with Fran; we saw eye to eye on a lot of thinks and seemed to bring out the creative best in each other. I enjoyed being pushed and I believe she appreciated. I traveled as often as she claimed to want to see our son. She never did spend more than a total of 2 hours over the course of a year with our son. It was mostly at first she spend 15 min with him and then asked me to leave and I did and eventually she even refused to do that. I had to put an end to the nightmare that turned out to be my marriage. Realized that I could avoid it no more so on Sept 21st of 2007 I filed divorce on my own thanks to a self help divorce class from Legal Aid. I was. Yes, mom's a librarian. So her attire was very plain, also. She wore black framed glasses that covered her dark brown eyes and wore very conservative long skirts. And I'd better not forget to mention the typical white, brown or black sweaters that covered her B sized chest. Yes, there was nothing special or sexy about her to make you say, "Wow, I'd like to tap that."I guess while I'm at it I should include dad, George, in this. Well, like mom, he's your typical hard working blue collar guy. He.