She’s entirely oblivious to her surroundings and is the epitome of what people would generally call an airhead. However, she was not the kind of air...ead that would daze out, but instead, she really tried but just failed miserably at it.I remember there was a time when the air conditioning in my room broke and the summer heat was doing nothing but adding insult to injury. Hence Mom asked me to sleep with them in their room. We slept on the bed together whereas my Dad slept beside us, on a. Later, when she got a description of a girl seen going into the house from the nosey bitch over the road, she realised that no, this wasn’t Mandy – was her son some kind of secret Casanova? Shse actually thought she should have a word with him. She liked Mandy and didn’t like the idea of him two-timing her.Mary was different, she was a catholic and even helped at the altar. Woody never understood what she did even after she explained. The arcane structure of the church was too much even for his. “What are you doing here?” I said, slowly. I was so confused, like a bat being suddenly exposed to the sun. Having no clue what just happened. Before I Knew it, she was standing in front of me, pushing me against the counter, with no escape. She took off her jacket and threw it behind her. Then tiptoed to kiss me, but I put my hands on her shoulder and pushed her down, so she couldn’t. “Come-on Ty! You can’t possibly like that blonde bimbo over me?” She said, smirking. I did that half laugh. She didn’t bother to use contraception anymore. If it happens it happens, you suppose. It’s probably for the best, she’s obviously just not all that into sex. It’s good having a nice, easy to please woman, you chuckle to yourself with genuine affection as you approach the front door and insert the key.The moment it opens you’re startled. A loud rattling and creaking is coming from upstairs and with horror, you hear your pretty wife cry out as if in pain. Is there an intruder?! Is he attacking.