So, at least I got home OK.The wife's back on the warpath again.She was up for making a home video last night and all I did was suggest we should hold...auditions for her part.Angela Merkel arrives at Passport Control in Athens airport."Nationality?" asks the immigration officer."German," she replies."Occupation?"No, just here for a few days."As the coffin was being lowered into the ground at a Parking Officer's funeral, a voice from inside screams:"I'm not dead, I'm not dead. Let me out!"The. ...” Begins Olivia uncertainly. “ I overheard these two girls talking about us....”“Aaaaand?” I push, I'm starting to get irritated, she's never like this.“Well they called the two of us l.... Lesbians” She looks up at me with hurt yet slightly curious eyes.I let out a little gasp, I mean I didn't think that just because we've never dated any guys before, we'd be called that.“Did they say why they thought that we were.... That” I say still feeling shocked.“Well, one of them said that we never. Who is it?"The door opened and Jerry came in. "Not so loud. You want to wake the whole house," said Jerry, speaking in a low voice. "I wanted to talk to you." He sat down on the edge of the bed."You startled me. I thought everyone was asleep." I smiled at him; I thought I knew what he wanted to talk about. "I was just getting ready to go to bed," I said as I turned my back to him and removed my bra. I slipped the large T-shirt, one of theirs that I slept in, over my head and turned back to face. When their teacher left to go...somewhere, he returned the favor to Leah. "What was it that you said, about us going out?" with both of his hands lewdly groping the clevage of her ass as she bent over the table's close edge. Donald sat in her seat, directly between her chair and what she used to sit.Her jeans were thinner than usual and admitted his fingers further around each cleft. She hated that a man, let alone an African male was admiring her plump booty. He slapped it and firmly tugged.