She was like I know I'm not giving you any but blah blah blah. Our relationship is basically based on her getting to have final say on everything, we...both know it. It's probably for the best honestly because I am such an idiot sometimes that I really need someone to be like seriously are you about to do that? One day when Burger King refused to enter my credit card number manually at the drive through I went into the store twice to raise hell with the staff about it. While yes, the logic. "WOW", she said and would keep saying it for months, even years, to come.I cleaned off the best I could and we went to our car. Marla opened the car door and, while still standing outside, slid off her shorts and panties and got in. This diner, like most, had full-length tinted windows at all the booths. I know she had to have given someone a nice show with that move.As she slid into the seat she said she wanted me to talk to her while she played with her pussy while I drove. She asked me to. Willis' phone number and made her first appointment. Long story short...after seeing Dr. Willis for four months,Tammy came home one night,called Mandy and I into the living room, sat us down, and proceeded to explain what the doctor said we needed to do to be a "Happy,Healthy,Fully Functioning, Fami ly Unit".I don't know who's jaw dropped further,Mine or Mandy's. I looked over at our daughter and noticed the confused expression on her cute,little face. She really didn't understand what her. ”“Yes. I’ll be in my bedroom,” Ashley said, the trigger word having done its job.“That wasn’t very nice,” Alyssa admonished once Ashley had closed her door. “But she handled it better than she usually does; I’ll give that to you.”“Well, let me give this to you,” Stacy said with her best fake smile, handing her mother the engraved invitation.“Oh! Well, it’s not my birthday – thank God – what’s the occasion?” Alyssa asked. “Did you bring me an invitation to your dad’s wedding? That’s so.