I do know that you made the first peace offering. You would be surprised at the effect that your words may have on her.”Ed slowly ate a taco. He was...lost in his thoughts. He wondered how he could ever make it up to Sherry for his past treatment of her. His apology, heartfelt as it was, still seemed to be too little for the harm that he had done. John was a going to be a rich man, his future wasn’t that bright. He couldn’t set up a charity for her, like John could. All he could do from now on. Where did you find this handsome guy?" The girl asked as she looked up and down every inch of John's body. "Are you into threesomes?" She giggled, opening the door for Jena.Jena hugged her friend and replied, "Sara, he's all mine and you keep your horny ass away!" Jena giggled. "John, this is my horny friend Sara. Sara, this is John." Jena smiled seeing a look of pure lust of Sara's face."Some girls' have all the luck," she replied with a frown on her pretty little face. "See that driveway just. As I opened my front door, she popped out of the driver’s seat like a champagne cork, full of energy and zest, and almost breathlessly she grabbed a medium-sized bag in one hand, tucked a large portfolio under her arm, and bounded up the half-dozen steps into the shade of the white-pillared portico. I though that she had the most attractive glow of health, vitality and innocent eagerness, as she held out her free hand and gushed how pleased she was to meet me, how grateful she was that I was. After a few moments of silence, “I have a little task for you. Go get drinks for Jane and me.” Somehow you are able to choke out, “What would you . . . ?” “The task is to get the drinks without us telling you,” I tell you. As in a trance you get up and walk towards the bar. You hear in your head my voice, “Tequila for me. Get Jane a cocktail.” You turn thinking I am standing behind you. But I’m at the booth with Jane, deep in conversation. Stunned at first, you realize it must have been just.