It seems when I try to choose, I mess it up.”“An interesting observation. I’m not sure how much your mom told you, but she chose me, not the oth...r way around.”She hadn’t said that, but it made perfect sense given everything else I knew, which included things he didn’t know. The more I thought about it, the less I felt it would have been likely for an evangelical kid to ask out an Orthodox girl. Mom had no qualms about asking guys, as evidenced by her story about her first time.“Maybe that’s the. . OWCH!”, Alex reached down to rub his dead leg that Brian had just kicked.“Sounds like a plan” Brian said, smiling to the girls. “Where should we meet you?”As Alex continued to listen to the conversation, he felt his phone buzz against his leg. He opened it up and saw a picture message from his sister. It was what looked like his sisters hand holding another girls hand - he could only assume it was Nicole’s. The picture had the caption “We talked, everything is good and the three of us need to. "Now be a good little bitch and do what your told," Josephine said from the front seat.We arrived at Caroline's shortly thereafter. We pulled up a fairly long driveway that was bordered by thick shrubbery. When we stopped at the front door they got out and Mona jerked on the leash urging me to exit the car. "Come on bitch, heel." With that they all laughed. Mildly apprehensive because I couldn't understand what was going on I got out and followed about a step behind Mona.Josephine, walking next. Put that away, and follow me in then,” I told him.Mary, Ron and my husband were creatures of habit. Every Sunday they would be at her sister’s house until after 6, and my husband would go to his parents with my kids until 5, and then he would ring me to say he was on the way home.Once inside my kitchen, I threw the basket down and threw my arms around Tony, the ex-convict.Tony towered above me as our lips mashed together while our tongues were like two snakes in the grass as they wrestled with.