Damit beenden wir das Skypen.DonnerstagSie sitzt in ihrer Fickmich Bluse vor mir, wieso, weil dieser Schnitt der Bluse einfach keinen anderen Gedanken...gelten lässt. Der Stoff ist annähernd transparent. Die Knöpfe sind so angebracht, dass bei richtigem Blickwinkel der Bauch und die Brust zu sehen sind. Heute hat sie einen weißen Push Up an (Neu? Den hatte sie vorher noch nicht!), bei dem die Titten hochgehoben werden, die Brust spitzt über die Hälfte aus der Schale heraus, was ihre harten Nippel. I went home and Roger pulled up about ten minutes later. He told me how sorry he was, that the girl didn't mean anything to him, and how much he loved me along with the rest of the bullshit you hear.I told him I couldn't kick him out of his own house. I wasn't allowing him in my bed and he could sleep on the couch or on our daughter's little bed since she wasn't there. I told him I wouldn't put up with a cheating husband and if he didn't leave the next day I would. I would take the kids and. “I didn’t set you up for shit,” Molly said. “If you wanted to get laid, it was there. It’s not my business who you fuck – or who Phil’s fucking either. I put something sexy in my bag in case I liked one of them – or I got drunk enough that it didn’t matter whether I liked him or not. What you did was your responsibility.”“Exactly!” Hailey said. “What I do is my responsibility! Phil was not screwing Nikki. I can’t believe I ever thought that – and I can’t believe I shared my fears with a bunch. I went back to stand next to Becky in the middle of the nave.“Do you pray?” I asked.“Sure.”“Me too. That’s what I just did. The candle is symbolic.”“But you put it in front of that picture,” she pointed. “I guess that’s Mary? You prayed to her? Why?”I smiled, and answered gently, “I prayed WITH her, not TO her. She and I prayed to God together.”“What?!”“I asked her to intercede on Jocelyn’s behalf. What better way to communicate with a nice Jewish boy than asking his mom to convince him to.