I knew my good life was over for a few hours of lust. Tim, no matter what you think, I loved you then and I love you as much today. That’s all I hav... to say.”Tim had listened intently but never said a word. I slid him my phone number and went back to my booth. Needless to say, Ben was pissed. I just told him to take me back to the office.On the way back, Ben said, “I never had a chance against him, did I?” I just shook my head and said, “No man does.”Two weeks later I received a package at the. " Mary, too?" Yeah, she's been playing some chords on that old chord organ in our basement. She's been trying to teach herself." That's great. I hope she can get piano lessons like she wants." I hope so, too. I don't think Mom or Dad ever thought music was that important, but they seem impressed with what I've been able to accomplish." They should be." I just hope my example makes it easier for Mary to get her way." Uh-huh, she's a nice person and deserves nice things to happen to her."We. Either all three of these were raised in really 'unique' families and/or cultures, they're all on drugs, or this is the company's idea of a funny prank to get everyone involved in. They seemed sane and sober, though, besides the uncanny nonchalance. I have never heard of any place in the world where a suicide would be treated as something that's not even worth noting. I give up with them and head back downstairs, hearing them resume their conversation behind me. I intend to get to the root of. The Tylenol was working and her hangover could wait.“Sure!”In the bedroom, Louise’s pink panties barely covered her shapely butt. That made it even better, Suzanne thought, as she traced Louise’s crack and explored the dampness between her thighs.“Mmm. Like that.”Larry was quiet, stroking an impressive erection.“Louise loves to be taken from behind, Suzanne.”“I can see that.”Suzanne increased the pressure of her exploring fingers, and Louise wriggled and pushed herself back against the.