I nodded. "You fucking whore. You cheated on me. You fucked him and didn't even think about me. I was out working all weekend and you were LITERALLY f...cking around." He took his hand and dug his nails into my inner thigh, making me cry out, but not before I put my head in a pillow to muffle my cries and avoid any further punishment. He stuck his hand into my panties and jammed two fingers into my pussy harshly. "You little lying cunt." He said angrily. "I gave you everything." He tugged his. " Like what?" Like whatever," I laughed. "Like how you feel about stuff or whatever." That's what I got you for!" she laughed at me and I rolled my eyes."Well, if you don't like it..." No, it's way cool, Jen," she smiled. "Thanks. You can't go reading it though! I'll probably be writing about you mostly." I won't," I promised. "See? It's got a little lock on it." Yeah. Where's Ronnie?" Dana asked. "I got something for him too." What did you get him?" A snow globe!" she giggled. "It's got the. She lay down with her eyes closed and a contented smile on her face, she was glowing like a diamond on a moonless light, she was happy and really at peace. I poured a glass of water for both of us and kept that near the bed.I had some pasta which I made along with a cup of tea. All of this cooking was done naked and I did not care who saw or who did not. I took out two bowls and poured the pasta and then poured the cup of tea in two cups and went with it on a tray. She was sleeping soundly; I. He used to write me about three times a year, plus birthday and holiday cards, until I reached ten years of age, and had a stepfather. He stopped writing at that point."My mother didn't want anything to do with your, my father. But she is a compulsive saver, and can't bear to throw anything away. I was looking for something in her attic some time ago, and ran across every single one of your dad's, our father's letters to me, saved by date," she paused, lost in reliving the scene with a distant.