" I eat my meal. "How's the firm doing?" Well." We talk about her work until the tension in my jaw make it almost impossible for me to speak."Is it se...ious?" I cut over what she's saying.She pauses mid-word. "They are all serious." Are you planning to get married?" What would that have to do with anything?" Just curious."She's silent for a while. "No." she finally answers. "Were any of yours 'serious'?" No." Did any of them last more than a night?"For the first time ever, I am actually ashamed. That's going to result in some very interesting conversations! It might take a while, but I'm guessing that Carol will change Carol's attitude. Theoretically there are two ways you could interpret that, but in reality there's only one way it could possibly go.I bet Donna will get Donna to try me MUCH sooner than Carol succeeds with Carol. That'll somewhat depend on the conversations Mom and Dad have with Mom and Dad. If Donna does want to jump me, I'll happily agree because with Donna it'll. The phone rang and I could tell it was her mother the bitch and she asked for me.Hello I said, she started right in on me calling me a faggot whore for watching her do that guy, Telling me that if I didn't come back over now she would tell Alecia that I was fucking around on her and would ruin it for us. No you wouldn't dare, I said and then it dawned on me she would. The bitch had me by the balls persay and I loved my wife dearly and didn't want to lose her because of the bitch.Needless to say. My sister lives—or rather lived—in Amritsar. And now they've gone. Incinerated. Annihilated. Nothing left but radioactive waste."And then he released yet more tears on a pillow already damp with proof od his grief and despair.Gabrielle placed a comforting hand on his bare back, but recognised the need for restraint. Ghazi was no longer in the mood for sex that was his original excuse for seeking her company. What he wanted from her was nothing more than sympathetic companionship which somehow.