Tara had never been so friendly with me and I was sure she would never send me a picture of her sexy body almost naked.She caught me completely off gu...rd.I then realized she got probably the wrong number, sending me that picture, instead of my sweet wife. Since Tara had divorced a year ago, she had been more friendly and closer friend with Anita…I replied she looked outstanding, sexy and hot; hoping to get more. This was quickly followed with another set of hot pictures.Tara had now pulled out. And I'm too damn scared and freaked out to lick my lips.Me and Van started drinking about three in the afternoon and seeing as itwas hot it kinda hit real hard. So we're drinkin' at his place then decidethat seeing as he's 21 in two weeks we should go to a pub to celebrate.After many ales and a few shots of bourbon him n' me are gettin' close tolegless. It was a real warm night and we were at some poxy club when Ireally spun out. I don't know what it was. I'd had one spliff earlier inthe. “Neither do I. I thought you liked me. You told me that you had never met anyone like me. I don’t know why I believed it. I mean, we had only known one another for a few hours. I suppose I was a bit daft to think that you would respond like that to someone you had just met. It’s okay that you don’t feel that way about me, Alex, but I would just rather have you come clean about it.” He glanced at me as if I were crazy. “Brandee. You’re talking in circles.” “Alex, I saw you and Angel this morning. Dave talked to Mrs. Hartwell, who he remembered only vaguely from their years of being neighbors. He assured her with one hundred percent confidence that the kids would be watched at all times and that there would be no drugs and no drinking of alcohol. This seemed to comfort Mrs. Hartwell. She even mentioned how much more polite he was to talk to than Rebbecca was. Dave thanked her and then handed the phone back to Emily.Emily took the phone, jumped up off her bed and wrapped her arms around.