If that is what I have to do then so be it. Now are you done being an ass or would you like to walk where ever from here?’ Jared stared at her in sh...ck, no one had ever talked to him that way — well except Laysea but then she would talk to anyone that way if they pissed her off bad enough. Not even Trista had ever talked to him like that. ‘I apologize for my inconsiderate comment. I would prefer not to get dropped of here, thank you. I need to go… damn I lost my cell phone. Do you have a cell. "Scott tends to jump right into things to settle his nerves. If he's in over his head, you never know it." Don explained. "You've seen him do it before. He's a natural."Scott had pulled his khaki slacks off folded them and dropped them on his other clothes and was standing in his red boxer briefs."If you have to walk through the valley of the shadow of death, walk through as if you own the frigging place." he said smiling.Don and I each chuckled at him. He pulled off his underwear and. . when i came back a couple of days later, i found this waiting for me:(the pics i'm including were from some other chats with her)hey.... i hope its still a snow day [3/6/2015 10:58:55 AM] but i think from the looks of things might be not[3/6/2015 10:59:17 AM] too bad[3/6/2015 10:59:30 AM] i have a few ideas what to do with the butter[3/6/2015 10:59:35 AM] where to spread it[3/6/2015 10:59:51 AM] where to lick it[3/6/2015 11:00:15 AM] this is a very slippery slope here, i think my. Choosing instead to remember the happier times that they had together, he consoled himself with the hope that she would return to his arms. This time however, even that hope was not enough to stop his tears from pouring down his cheeks. With blurred eyes, he opened the door and entered his room, walking straight to his desk. He felt the bile bubbling in his pits, anxious to race out of his body into the world. Steadying himself against his desk while forcing the vomit back down, he dried his.