I had no idea. I should have said my piece first. Greg, its just not going anywhere. This isn’t leading us to anything….’ He interrupted. ‘I k...ow. That’s what I think we need to take a serious step. And get engaged.’ ‘No, Greg, I don’t want to get engaged. Let’s face it, we’ve never really acted like we were divorced.’ ‘You’re right. That was the biggest mistake I ever made. Letting you go through with that.’ He shook his head. ‘I know, it was absolutely my fault. But, Ana, I’ve realized what. "Holy shit, Heather," said Peggy peeking through the conference roomblinds at Tim, as he unravelled his selection. "I think the idiot tookthe wrong one. He did. He got the one for Mr. Watson." No way!" Heather laughed. "After all our rigging, it still got fuckedup." No, it actually just got better," said Peggy rubbing her chin. "Thinkabout it. Mr. Watson is going to retire in a few years, and that kiss asswill be taking over. Let's call Diane before he does, and really getoutrageous." Oh you. We moved away from Kansas City but still kept in touch with Charlie, he was caught dealing meth and while in jail we wrote and talked with him on the phone. During one phone call Gail said you have been locked up for 6 months now I bet you are super horny, of course he said he was and that he would be released on June first to a rehab program which included his own apartment. Gail told him that we would take vacation and visit him, Charlie told her great, and said I want to have sex with you. If you don’t, then we can stay here and dance.”Angel set down her drink and looked Stan directly in the eyes. “I’ve had enough dancing for one evening,” she said very quietly. Then a little more loudly she added, “Let’s go to your house.”With that she stood up and waited for Stan to join her. They walked quickly to his car. Once they were at his house, Angel nearly ran to the door.Inside, she pulled him down the hallway toward his bedroom. And once within the bedroom, Stan stood dumbfounded as.