" I guess so. I just need to call Georgina and tell her I'll be late." You don't need to tell that bitch. I don't know how many times she did it but i... was probably more than once." Hey, that's my wife you're calling names," slipped out before I could think of anything else to say."I'm sorry, I'm still mad at her. You're still coming?" There was a slight pleading in the last sentence."Yes, I understand why you would be angry. I'm still angry too, but she is still my wife and probably will stay. The he added, I can’t wait to fuck you slut! It was pretty a hot day so I went to the fridge and brought back two of those energy drinks. They must contain something because in less than 15 minutes he started getting horney again. I thought to myself he has had his fun now it’s my turn. He had been calling me slut, I thought a moment and decided to call him what he was, a PRICK. He turned to me and started to bark out another order but I interrupted and told him in a loud strong voice “EAT MY. Then suddenly he felt horrible, for just moments ago he was beingselfish and was hoping his weekend would not be spoiled because of Anne,and now this, her gift that was so unselfish of her to give. Anne sawthe mood change on Jimmy and asked, "What's the matter Jimmy?" Well, what about your dream of performing with the Rockets, it's notgoing to happen, is there something you or Aunt Alice can do?"Anne stared into Jimmy's eyes for a moment and slowly began to shake herhead, "There is one chance,. She was more of a woman, closer to my age, and her eyes seemed intelligent and perhaps more worldly. Her face was covered solely by a small eye-mask and her features were decidedly feminine. The odds were good that her family was stolidly middle-class and unlike most of the rest of these costumed skirts, she wasn’t born with a silver spoon in hand and might have actually worked at least once for a living. I reckoned that she might even have a real life outside of her costume and could pull off.