Sybil’s house was alive with the smell of roast chicken, which she had cooked by courtesy of the timer of her electric oven.“Are you doing anythin... for lunch?” she asked.“Cheese sandwich,” I replied.“Plenty of food here,” she said, “and some wine if you like.”He looked at me hesitantly, as if half expecting me to admonish her for her sinful lifestyle.“Great,” I said. “Shall I open it?”Over the next hour, we finished the bottle - a cheap Chilean Merlot which I also bought, probably from the same. “If I didn’t do this, we’d be living off your waitress wage in a shitty one-bedroom flat… and I don’t think I could handle that. We need this, okay? I’m not doing this forever. Just until I can figure something else out.”She smiles, but it doesn’t reach her eyes as they fill up with tears. “I’d rather live in a shitty flat than this place, if it meant you’d stop doing… what you do.” She shakes her head. “But okay. It’s your choice. Now come give your sister a hug.”“Okay, okay.” I stand up from. Now, the first rule...WORK ON YOUR INNER GAME :))...Yeah, I know...I don't want to be annoying with this Inner Game stuff, but it is ABSOLUTELY NECCESSARY to work on it, so you could build a certain level of self-esteem and self-confidence before starting to play the Game. So, if this is my first blog post on the topic you are reading, you should read this first:https://xhamster.com/stories/the-dating-game-part-1-the-inner-game-789842In fact, until you don't read my Inner Game blog post and. The bar wasnt to full but soon it seemed to pack in a bunch of horny guys.We were getting hit on big time and I knew I had to get home, so I called my husband and told him Id be home soon.My friends drove me to the bar so I didnt have a way to leave and I figured they were going to take me to my car but instead we sat there and got drunk with 2 hot guys that were alot younger than us.At closing time we walked out to my girlfriends car and those guys wanted us to follow them to their apartment.