‘Duly noted.’ I walked past her to our car, sliding into the driver’s seat while I typed out a quick text to Shane. Not running, just going out ...or a while. I backed out of the driveway and started driving to nowhere. After half an hour I ended up at a quaint little coffee shop, sipping a giant mug of chai tea and staring out of the oversized pane window. For the first time in months my mind was blank, after being bombarded with so many new events in the past week and a half, my brain had. ‘Fine, nothing can be worse than this movie.’ ‘It will be fabulous. We’ll laugh at the snow bunnies, get drunk and dance badly. In that order. Good times will be had.’ ‘I’m sure they will be, but I’m not dancing.’ ‘That’s part of the deal though. When you got to a dance club, you are legally bound to dance.’ ‘Well I’ll get a lawyer. There is no way I’m dancing.’ ‘Not even boozed up?’ ‘How much booze are we talking about here?’ Just then, Franca rushed in like a very happy tornado and swept Rea. I know you try to hide your emotions from me, so some of what I see may not be what you really feel. If you feel sympathy, please don’t. It causes me to cry, when I think about the miscarriage, but I know it is for the best. I am not emotionally or financially stable enough to rear a child. And it would be a horror if I had to live with my mother and allow her opinions and disregard for others to rub off on my child. I doubt that my father would help, either. After all, he took me back to my. She looked like "September Morn," her side to me, body curled to hide her nudity, protecting herself as best she could with only her hands and arms, panties trapped around one trim ankle like a white flag of surrender.Did she realize how delicious she looked? How helpless, how feminine, with her ass and legs so perfectly posed to arouse the animal in a man? Did she realize she was driving me wild with desire?I let her work her way through it, giving her time to adjust to being seen naked by a.