Where are you? Will things ever be the same?Later, I hear the scrape of your heel on the stairs leading up to our doorway. It's a foreboding sound. I ...lmost crack a smile as the doorbell rings. In your haste you stormed out and didn't take your keys. We're forced to confront one another. I don't want to shy away. A coward would unhitch the latch and disappear into the bowels of our house. It's one thing I'm not. I swing the door open and search the look you're wearing for signs of life and. “That’s what the evening confab is all about. We talk to each other about all sorts of things and tell each other things ... mostly lies, of course.”“Lies?” she asked.“They’re much more interesting than the truth,” he said. “Most folks live pretty boring lives, and stories about that would just put us to sleep.”“I don’t know any lies,” said Brenda.“Make some up,” said Bob. “You’ll get the hang of it.”To her amazement, that’s exactly what they did for the next two hours. They settled in, their. I have the gorgeous rock star girlfriend, and you're just old." "Maybe, but I'm the one who told you that you were a goner over Ryan, and I was right. With age comes wisdom." Bax winced. "And sore knees." Brody could only nod in agreement on that point. Despite everyone's elation over the win, more than one Capital was nursing a few bruises. As always, defensive play picked up in the playoffs and Brody felt like he'd blocked more shots in the last few games than he had in the last month of the. Now it was for me to fulfill my side of the deal and dress to please him. For this meeting he had requested a very precise outfit, with exacting details. Dave hung up the phone, a dry cold smile adorned his hard, rugged face. He has been seeing Tina regularly for about 5 years. She was everything he needed in an escort, and sometimes a lot more! In his mid fifties, and divorced from his ex wife for many years he longed for a physical relationship and sought his fun in the form of prostitutes..