When we talked outside he said how proud he was of me that I’m getting serious with such a nice woman.”“Do I need to remind you fuck-o, I’m no... a nice woman? I’m your best friend since second grade!”“Listen, he wants to take us up there because he wants to give us the lake house!”“Wait, what?”“He wants to give me the lake-house and he wants us to all be there when he does it. That house is his pride and joy!”“Wow, that must mean a lot to you.”“Everything.”“Well count me out. This is fucking. It kept saying that it wasn't enough. I wasn't sure what to do, but I knew my mind was right.My eyes set upon a thick carrot resting on the cutting board, already peeled and about to be chopped. Abandoning the eggplant for now, I shaped the carrot end to a rough rounded knob, and carved out a narrower neck below it. I coated the end of it with butter. It was the butter I was going to use to sweat the vegetables. My fingers trembled slightly.Squatting over the floor, I prepared to impale myself. As I started to get older I started to get more and more attracted to her. I had just turned 16, she was 18. She was going out with this fat overweight guy. I just you used to dream that it was me instead of that fat piece of shit who was banging her. I was at her house with her brother just watching TV and playing Fifa, so I needed the toilet and went upstairs. then I decided to have a quick look into Sarah's room. I had a hard on so I thought I might as well have a look at her underwear. I. ‘Pardon me?’ ‘You heard, but you really don’t want to hear it: Gloria is being screwed by a guy. I thought you should know. Will you divorce her?’ ‘Er, I’ll think about it, Liz, but would need proof that it’s happening.’ ‘Perhaps I can help get proof?’ ‘Yeah, why not?’ ‘You don’t seem to be particularly worried about my disclosure?’ ‘I’m in a state of shock, Liz. Also Gloria hasn’t been particularly warm to me in recent months so she’d probably got randy through not getting it.’ ‘Surprise,.