Carla, a sorority sister, came to stay with us for a fortnight. She brought her three boys with her so we had a houseful full of howling k**s running...in and out of the house and pool. I ended up with the c***d watching chores while the women drank wine and exchanged stories that soon had them laughing to tears. Later that night, long after the c***dren had settled in, Carla's laughter turn to tears as she spoke of her husband's infidelities and their now pending divorce. Carla poured out. He dumped the mail he had been carrying around on the dining room table. Sorting through it took a few minutes. For the first time in his life, he was pleased to see bills. They distracted him for a few seconds and reminded him that life had to go on.He went into the living room and sat down in his chair. The rocking chair across the room from him reminded him of how he had watched Karen breastfeed Robert. It reminded him of how he had felt at the time.The tears that followed didn’t stop for. It looked like two miles, but felt like fifty. It seemed like every race in the Federation had a large group in attendance, and I wouldn't even attempt to guess how many had turned out for this melee. Eventually, we got to our destination.My whistle as I looked up at the sleek vessel was lost in the noise of the crowd, but the girls could tell I loved it. The ship wasn't huge, but it was much larger than the shuttle I had expected to take us up to the Sussmann. It didn't look anything like a. Melissa tried to press Missy's hands to the floor, while she struggled to do this, their legs became tangled. As the struggle continued their skirts rode up on their waists and their panties started rubbing together. While their arms struggled, they looked into each others eyes. "You didn't know that we were engaged" Missy asked. "He told me that you were just a high school sweetheart, nothing more" Melissa replied. Tears formed in Missy's eyes. "I thought..I hoped his player days were behind.