. It’s getting late. I know I have to. But some days when I leave, it feels as if I’m abandoning him. Leaving him as the rest of the world has do...e. I sit up, slowly putting on my shoes, blinking back tears of my own. I feel him looking at me, and he tells me not to cry. I reply that I’m not going to. He knows I’m lying. I blink them down far enough that it’s safe to look at him. He leans towards me, waiting for me to go. I don’t want to. I’m stalling. He reaches out and catches my chin. Where we were camped was next to a field and one day me and the k**s saw one of those miniature horses and decided to go pet him most of the field was empty but some cows way of and thats what was usually in the field. He was friendly and came right up to us and we started to pet and stroke him and he liked that very much. after a few min. my daughter of a young age at the time started giggling. I looked and she was looking under the little horse , he was only about 3 feet tall at the back so I. She told me that she really didn't want a divorce and she was tired of hating me and having no friends. She wanted sex with me again and she was even willing to swing again if I liked. Sex addict that I am, I told her that I might be willing to do that again, but that I felt that I did not want to just be a sideline any more and that I deserved to fuck others as well if she was going to, especially after enduring her verbal abuse for so long. She said she'd think about it. She wanted to know if. " They were right, I heal very fast. I was past Joey's not so gentle goodbye before the sun went down on Saturday. It still hurt, but it didn't stop me from planning a trip to the Cop Out. I was enjoying my weekend, since I didn't know when one with nothing to do would come around again. With Lucas pushing me to chase bail jumpers, I might not be able to take too many weekends completely off."Max, what do you have planned for tonight?" I recognized the tinny voice on my cell phone as my best.