" What college fund? He's just a little boy. He doesn't have a college fund."In retrospect, this is where I should have agreed with her. It was obviou... that she wanted the two grand for herself. "I put some money away for his education when I was at school. I was selling some desks that I designed, and..." How much?" It amounted to a little over three thousand dollars as I recall. Another two thousand would..." Why wasn't I told about this? Where is the money? What will happen to the money if. Stan quickly did a bear hug on her rolling a little back to keep her from falling.“Thank you Stan,” my wife said as Stan slowly released her.Stan came out of the tent . I gave him a musket and we practiced how to load, hold and fire. He picked up on it quickly.We did do a battle. Stan said he did not know how much fun this could be. He was hooked.Stan thanked me . He went back in the tent to change out the shirt. Donna said she was going to help him. After he came out of the tent we talked. .. It really infuriated me how her child was totally making a mess of our living room and she wasn't paying attention at all. She should take responsibility for her child and it makes me mad that she doesn't. Look at him, using his dirty hands with which he just grabbed food to touch the table, the tv-remote and even the walls! Why even let your child eat food with its hands? If only I could speak up about this. But I couldn't, I didn't wanted to become the dictator of the family. Though, they. It must be a whole set I thought. It was beautiful. I wished I could afford to buy things like this for my wife, as well as sneak into them myself. I took the lingerie and exited the closet. I laid the clothes in the middle of the bed and imagined it was Angie, as I laid on top of them. "Oh," I moaned, "This stuff is so soft."I got up and stripped off my clothing. I was worried about getting cum on Angie's clothes when I jerked off, so I wondered what I could do. A pair of Angie's.