They were having a glass of wine and Vic was just trying to make conversation. “I’m sorry to hear about your breakup,” he told her as sincerely...as he could, trying desperately to sound like he meant it, which of course, he didn’t. Vic wanted the nice cunt separated. Even if he couldn’t fuck the bitch right away, it was still better she wasn’t married just in case. Smartass Filly saw right through his bullshit. “No you’re not!” she said sharply after drinking her whole glass of wine. . ...youknow?" No nothing like that. I got slapped around a little, a couple of blackeyes and a bloody nose. No big deal really. I didn't see a reason tobring it up. For that type of man, the more they realize that a woman istheir intellectual better the more they have to show off their superiorphysical prowess." Ellen thought to herself, 'George would never tryanything like that. I would kick his butt to hell and back.' She smiledat her husband and said. "You aren't threatened by the. On the other hand, we've often gone in the pool, my spouse and I, when Julie wasn't around. Or, I admit, sometimes when she wasn't around but we expected she might be back early. Or, who knows?By now we were on the verge of something, it wasn't clear exactly what, but we were at a tipping point or a fork in the road or whatever little metaphor or simile you might want to dream up. I felt like a movie director. My actors were assembled but the script wasn't quite finished.One thing was. Mommy.”Jen looked a bit confused for a moment, but Deb nodded, understanding what I meant. Deb looked to Linda, “Why don’t you come help? We can tell her all about the family.”Linda nodded happily, “Another sister!”Jen stood, and the two ladies took her to the guest room where Deb had been staying until a few days ago. I suspected they would have Jen so excited she’d be nursing at Deb’s breast in a short while, and then Deb would make the appropriate suggestions so that Jen would be able to fit.