The automatedreply stung: "We're sorry. This number is no longer in service."The graduation ceremony was painful. Terry did not appear when the Deansu...moned him to give his valedictorian speech. Nor did he appear toreceive his diploma. Stephanie, crying, finally realizing the calamity shemay have caused, stumbled through her speech (which Terry had printed outfor her a few days before).The ceremony over, they all went back to the dorm room to see whetherTerry had shown up. He was not there. His. “Daddy slept late!” she said accusingly.“Just a little, Pumpkin. Let me get my newspaper and we can cuddle before breakfast!”“Yes!” she giggled.The morning was normal, and when my wives and I returned from karate, we had a family lunch and headed for the theater to see The Muppet Christmas Carol with the kids. As promised, I sat between Birgit and Samantha, and because I couldn’t cuddle both of them, I held both their hands. The movie was a very well done version of Dickens’ story and we all. I was wearing a tight white dress which hugged my body in all the right places, it had one strap that went around my neck and showed quite a lot of my breasts. It stopped just after my arse, which is shorter than I usually go but I really liked the dress. I had on a white bra and matching white thong."Do you think it's too short Vicky?" I asked"No" Vicky replied "You look hot as hell" Give over" I laughed. I put on my blue 6 inch high heels and picked up my blue bag. We finished the second. .I’m in my head too much to begin with.”“Communication is a big deal to me,” I tell her.“I had a feeling…”The chicken is so tender that its juices get the salad a bit soggy but the flavor is still very good. We’re sitting a few feet apart on a navy blue L-shaped sectional that faces a huge tv. It tingles my eyeballs when I look at it. The Renoir print on the wall softens them.“Life is too short for mind games,” I say. “Habitual dishonesty, too. I don’t want to waste my limited energy dicking.