The massive, barrel bodied, gray brindled, pit bull put his shoulder into Pete, rubbing along his leg, trying to get this large stranger’s attention... since, a new person was in the house, and they still hadn’t petted him. He felt this had to be corrected, and this was obviously the best way to go about it. Pete looked down, after regaining his balance, just as the wide head, and open, honest, face of the dog looked up at him. Those light chocolate eyes boring square into his own, caused a lump. ” I smile. “I’ll see you then.” We wave goodbye.As they’re walking away I hear, “Is he your boyfriend?” “Haley!”I turn to the guys. “We just set the bait, now we wait to spring the trap.” “She’s a cutie too, did you see that ass?” Luke smirks. “Forget her ass for a second, I wanna fuck that pretty little mouth of hers until she cries.” Henry asserts. “Come on guys focus, we still need to plan a strategy.”Being only 1841 we had plenty of time. We head back to my house to nap, juice, and gather. Moving around was, in part, a habit. Just like a smoker craves a cigarette when things get tense, I crave moving.”“I never thought about it that way,” Sally said.She had heard of runners getting addicted to ‘runner’s high.’ She could imagine that the same kind of phenomena might be at work for Betsy. However, she never really thought of exercise as a habit, or at least a habit that had to be broken. She wondered if a better analogy might be eating. Fat people couldn’t give up eating, but they. They’d fight, have sex, and then act like the fight that led to the sex never happened. Eventually, make-up sex was the only sex they had, and it was as dull as the rest of their marriage. At the end, they didn’t even waste their energy trying, and after three years, at the age of 27, the marriage ended with a fizzle. It was all very civilized, which pretty much summed up their whole relationship. They went their separate ways, and neither of them looked back. Dev’s career took him from.