” She looked around and then grabbed her panties from where she’d dropped them. She rushed over at me, the pure-white cloth swaying. Then she shov...d it in my face, rubbing the wet garment against me.She smelled good. Nice and spicy. I breathed it in and moaned, “I await your command, Mistress Chloe. What shall this lowly futa do?”“Ooh, why won’t this work?” she hissed.“No, no, it totally worked,” I said, rolling my eyes. “You just had to do it a second time.”She glared at me and threw her. I'm not in Sandy's confidence anymore. I can say, it wouldn't surprise me." Adrian, I don't know your business at all, but it seems as though most of the troubles that beset you are in the past. Just a year and a half and then you can pass the Bar Exam. Your father is here to take over the care of his children whether he marries their mother or not. You are financially better off than most men of twenty-four. What you need is to find some nice young woman and get laid once in awhile. All it. What about me I hear you ask (I wasn't but I doubt that would stop her from her insipid, empty-headed ramblings). I was going to get myself a nice little part-time job, perhaps in a boutique or a scrummy cafe or as a receptionist at a beauty treatment centre but truth is I really don't have the time. What with the pilates and yoga and spin classes, and the pottery, book club, life drawing, knitting and gardening there really isn't enough time. Did I mention the pilates? That's my favourite.. So me and her family kept on drinking and @ 12 midnight everybody said their goodbyes to 2010 and some people went home and some of her family members stayed to crash at a bedroom and what not. my ex mother in law tells me "your too drunk to drive home stay and crash here". so my ex mother in law offered me her room because all the other rooms were occupied by some of her family members. her bedroom was in the attic and it really does look like a bedroom. so i crashed on her bed until the next.