“I am sorry,” he told me as he reached for me as if to kiss me.“Get away before I start screaming,” I warned“You so pretty I want to fuck yo.... My name is Matt.”I started to laugh and finally managed to say, “You are so fucking drunk you couldn’t get it up without the help of a Popsicle stick holding your cock up. I want a real cock up me, not a pathetic drunk flaccid cock.”Before Matt had a chance to say anything, the taxi pulled up. I quickly opened the door and started to get in when suddenly. It turned out the new wife’s mother and grandmother lived within my new domain. They were both sweethearts.I’d been on the road for a week and home for a change of clothes and to do some paperwork. I’d been in bed asleep for a short time when I had the strangest dream. Another spot appeared on the wall and the wife’s ex called my name. My wife’s ex lived on a farm, commune style, up near Tulsa on the Illinois River. He also had custody of their boy Allan. WE had custody of a fourteen year old. " Karen added, smiling at Paul."Well then, it's decided." Lawrence nodded. "But right now I need to get back to my office." I'll look forward to your call. And have the babysitter on stand by." Victoria laughed, and then leaned closer and kissed Karen on the cheek, a moment of familiarity that wasn't lost on Paul."It was nice to finally meet you." Victoria added, smiling at Paul. Lawrence echoed his wife's words with a polite nod to the other man."Hello, Victoria?" Karen said into the cell. "Billy! They're watching us!" Mary whispered, feeling a bit shy the way girls her age do sometimes."Shhh..." I kissed her again, holding the little girl close against me and admiring her brand new dress with my fingers. "Don't worry about them. You know I love you, right?" Yeah." She licked her lips and nodded. "It just feels kinda ... funny." You feel kinda nice," I said with a smile, playing with the white lace and working the skirt higher. "You look like you're getting married or something.".