The payments on the house had been exactly that - right up until he'd run off with some twenty-year-old bimbo, leaving her high and dry.Now, she was s...ruggling more than when she'd first moved out of her parent's house almost twenty years ago. Forty, and barely making ends meet."Well, good luck." See you at the gym tomorrow. Bye."Megan hung up the phone and contemplated what she was wearing. She had absolutely no idea how to dress for this. A shrug accompanied the decision that she may as well. I can feel it sagging under the added weight. We continue sitting this way until, about half an hour later, I became sleepy and started to drift off.In my dream, I was sitting with Mason, just as I was before falling asleep, watching T.V. However, in my dream, Mason decided that it would be a good idea to sit on the remote, changing the channel whenever he moved his ass. I sat there laughing at him, until he landed on a channel. After going through this process about five times, he landed on a. He set her down and raced over to the table. Amazingly, it was the Metchettes. He said, “Hello! How? What? Uh!”As he left, CJ looked a little sad. That was the closest that she had ever gotten to Glen. No man had ever just lifted her and spun her around like that. The fact that he could do that excited her and stimulated her in ways she never thought about. She went into the kitchen to recover her normal demeanor. She didn’t want to spoil his reunion with the Metchettes.At the table, Sandy. "Some idiots want to make a reality TV show about my real life. If you go along, you will be part of it. They will pay you of course. That is something their people will be talking to you about. I just wanted to make sure you wouldn't be in any danger. I know the background of all the other tenants, and they should be okay with it. I wanted to be sure that you would be." Hell, I think it sounds like fun. The real sluts of Aster," she said with a laugh. "Only people just think I'm a slut. I'm.