That’s why I started with the Xanax and not, say, Rohypnol. I was experimenting. How would it go for her? What would she do? How much would she reme...ber when she was out of it? When we had a date night, we worked on a massive puzzle and drank beer together. Side note, Rikki and I are actually pretty boring people outside of our forays. We both love puzzles.But it was when she went to the bathroom that I seized the chance. I grabbed a bar, broke it half, and put both halves in the beer, swirling. They asked me what I've been doing lately and if there was a woman in my life.I told them there was and I really loved her."Is she single or divorced?" asked Mom."She's in the process of a divorce, Mom." Kids? Does she have any kids?" asked Mom.I had to laugh at my mother with all the questions. I wanted to be honest with them without telling them about Ellen's age."Yes, Mom, she has two kids. Now stop with all the questions. She's beautiful and has a great personality. If you want to know more. Sorry, It is?” I managed, blushing as I pushed my thighs together in an attempt to appear demure and innocent, wrinkling my nose with exasperation. David rarely locked it. Why today?“Keys hanging by the fridge, I think?”“Thanks.” He started to turn, paused for a moment, eyes focused not on my face, but on my tits. I raised my eyes just enough to catch his appreciative smile for a moment, before lowering them again, my gaze drifting downward, seeing me as I imagined he did. It was impossible. “I just realized that I have better things to do than to chase after someone who isn’t attracted to me for whatever reason. There’s plenty enough guys who are.”Emerald smiled, both at her sister’s self-assessment and at the thought of correcting her grammar again. The second idea she let die quickly. “That’s what I need to keep reminding myself, I guess. Thanks, Pearl.”“Don’t worry, it’ll come if you look at yourself differently,” encouraged Pearl. “Besides, most guys are so horny that.