Mrs. Smallwood is expecting any day now. I originally was called to put on a small wooden back deck in the back of there house They loved my low rates...and expert service. That was close to 9 months ago and 5 remodeled rooms later.I tucked in my tight black wife beater shirt. It molded over my athletic 6ft 4inch frame. I put my tape measure inside my front pocket on my knee length tan cargo shorts. I had a new pair of tan work boots on. I fixed my short hair as I opened the driver side door. I. The half listened to drone of his words flowed over me. My own thoughts ranged back over the past as I cried inside for of that which might have been.I asked myself yet once again why I was even there. Of course, I already knew the answer. I was here to do my best to put finished to our relationship.Christ! What a mockery to lose her again, this time to death. It was almost more than I could bear. We were both cheated out of so much.Charlie, her husband, sat in the front pew masking his. So, yeah, six pieces it is.” I looked over the five cards we each had exposed. For Patrick a 4, 6, 5, 7, 6. For me a queen, ace, 8, jack, ace. I noted that with the suits the cards were in there was no possibility that either of us could make a flush with our two remaining cards. I’m sure Patrick noticed the same thing. Patrick selected one of his two remaining cards, turned it. A 4. Patrick smiled wide. “Oh, yes, girl. Looks like time for a little payback. Two pair beats a pair of aces last. He’d been so drunk that night. Barely able to walk, slurring all his words. She’d just run her fingers through his hair, petting him and musing about her life. A stream of consciousness to someone who wouldn’t remember. But he had. James slammed his dick inside her, making her gasp. “I love you, but I’ve been too nice, haven’t I?” Her head rolled as his cock hammered her. “You don’t really want someone to treat you nice, do you Holly?” The room was filled with the wet, rhythmic pounding of.