"He was a friend of Tracy's. His name is Rob......Honey. I'm really sorry. I had too much to drink last night and......"I interrupted Amanda saying. "...ait.......Who is this guy named Rob?"Amanda was quick to defend him saying. "Honey. It wasn't his fault. I don't want you to be angry at him. It was me and I shouldn't have let it happen." Well apparently something happen didn't it? You think I didn't see the way your tits were all bit up last night? " I didn't go as far as telling her about the. CRACK ... CRACK ... CRACK ... This was followed by a lengthy pause, and then another set of CRACK ... CRACK ... CRACK ... This was the sort of noise one should make if he was trying to attract attention and asking for help. The noise suggested that a woman was doing the shooting, since the noise was the kind of sound made by a very small caliber gun, such as a .22 caliber cartridge.They rode toward the noise and found a woman lying on the ground near a seemingly healthy horse. "Howdy, Ma'am.. Everyone told us so, but you know how it is at that age. Back then, I knew everything and we were going to prove everyone wrong!Of course, everyone was right. Two years later, we were divorced. It was the right thing to do. We were just lucky enough not to have any children. Naturally, after being with someone for two years, I felt extremely lonely. I didn't miss her though. Whenever I thought of her, I thought of all the fighting and problems that we had. It was just that I felt this huge. His butt was cute. It jiggled when he walked, and i could make out the outlline of his package when the light hit him from the front. He watched me change, down to my striped blue briefs, pretending not to. Later in the summer, he started inviting me to his house when he would be alone. We played video games, did his chores, watched movies and ate junk food. I got to watch him change a few more times. I took off my shirt to mow the yard with him. I loved when he was shirtless in a baseball.