We waited for Dad to take the first bite and then we all dove in. I hadto admit, for a casserole. it was pretty good."Delicious Ann." said my father. ...e took a sip of iced tea, paused andthen faced me and my brother."How do you kids feel about guests for Thanksgiving this year?" heasked."You're not talking about some charity thing, are you," Tyler exclaimed."Where you invite some homeless person off the street to eat turkey withyou." Tyler that's an awful thing to say." Mom cried "Many of. At that moment she was living in Germany with her girlfriend, Hannah. Paula is bisexual, but she has had more experience with girls than with guys. I answered my phone, and Paula told me she didn’t feel well. She had met a Czech girl in a congress in Amsterdam, and they had ended up having an affair. We talked about our similar experiences, and how we felt we were trapped.That night I dreamed about Paula, so I wrote to her the next day. I told her about my dream. In this dream, I was with. As for my friends, they were all John's friends. I don't really think I could ask any of them." What about a hotel? Why don't you put yourself up in a hotel for a couple of days." I suggested."I can't. I can't afford it." She explained that she had maxed out her credit cards during her last trip with John and hadn't paid them down. She had spent the morning packing all her things into a trailer hooked to the back of her dilapidated old car, and that had taken all her cash until the next pay. I'll bet you've been doing things with Bodego for some time," he said slowly, watching her reaction carefully."I... I don't know what to say," Jackie responded, feeling pinned to the wall with this accusation.She fought for words of explanation, but could find none. Instead, all she did was stammer while the German Shepherd continued lapping at her white, shivering ass."Hell, I don't mind! I don't blame him. You're damned beautiful, and smell good, too!" he said, taking her hand and pulling her.