Frilly cushions started breeding all over my home. The windows got opened every day for "fresh air" and the house lost that wonderful fresh cooked ste...k smell that I loved to inhale when I came home and opened the front door. There wasn't a damn water stain on a single piece of furniture and look as hard as I could not one damn empty beer can could be found anyplace outside the recycling tub. I would turn on the TV and have to listen to Nickelodeon, or Disney, or Thailand Today, or the cooking. You know how hot and bothered that makes so many dudes!”“Think that the clerk will be very ... amiable if he gets to see two women get all frisky with each other, even more so if we flirt with him, too?” Sía giggled as she tossed back her lovely locks of hair.“Certainly!” Freydís licked her lips as they wandered through the liquor store and checked out their options.“I think that Dan loves this brand best of all. I’ve seen plenty of it around lately,” Sía brought out the Jameson Irish. D. “It’s nothing too important. I just wanted to go over a few details.” So a couple hours later, around eleven in the morning, Catherine headed on upstairs. “Yes mam, you wished to see me?” “Ohhh yes dear, come on in and sit down will you please?” This worried Catherine somewhat. Although she always found Mrs. D to be sweet and enjoyable, she felt something was amiss that morning. She didn’t know what to be sure. “How’s life dear?” Mrs. D. asked. In a silent and demure tone she always spoke. Luckily for both us and the foster system, we turned eighteen and they could no longer keep us apart. We both got jobs and a small apartment together. We didn’t have much beyond a roof over our heads and each other, but that is all that we needed. We never had to be separated again. “I am so glad to have tonight off from work,” I said to Josh as I slipped next to him on the couch. “It feels like I have not had a day off in forever.” “I am the exact opposite,” Josh smiled over at me. “I haven’t.