She was in the kitchen pouring herself a glass of wine when I entered the living room. I sat down and took a sip of beer."I hope this is OK." she said...coming in from the kitchen, "It's quick and easy." It's great, thanks!" I replied picking up my plate of food, "And the beer's a nice touch, just like I would have had after fixing your tap while watching the footy." I said smiling at her."Well I'm on my second glass of wine, so after this I'll be anyone's! Or maybe just yours!" Sarah said. She could be a tough woman to live with, as Phoebe well knew. And she'dseen a lot of people unable to stick it out. Her dad wasn't the only one,not by a long shot. But unlike the others, he'd been under a specialobligation to make it work, hadn't he? Yes, she may have been a hard womanto live with, even to love, but how could you hate her? How could youleave her?Was Phoebe the only one who saw how needy and lost and insecure her momwas? Under all that mile-a-minute mania of socializing and. I don't know why she bothers coming back. If she sees me, it's World War III. And she hardly speaks to Linda. This is tearing my child up. She keeps trying to blame herself."Realizing that his drink was still almost untouched, Bill took a swallow. "We've been, uh Linda, Kathy and I, have been with the Henson's for the last several hours — singing," he laughed. "Well they were. I was doing my usual imitation of a bullfrog. But seriously, Linda had a ball. And Dave gave her a guitar — an. " Those were the things I needed to get to where I am." I'm glad you're happy; the rest is just a bonus."I could tell that Dani hadn't lost her exercise regimen after college, and probably spent time on the road on the hotel treadmill. I love that hard body of hers. The longer distances meant that her legs weren't as thick in the thighs. This was good for me, so I didn't suffocate when I ate that tasty snatch of hers. We always had a mutually enjoyable time in bed, and this was no exception. I.