Or, that's what my mother says all the time. It's like that ice cream commercial with the couple fighting almost through the whole commercial. The onl... time they stop is when they eat the ice cream. Then they're all lovey-dovey, until they start fighting again. My parents are the same way, except they don't talk a whole lot when they make up; they make the bed squeak!"I smiled to myself; Jennifer had told me this after she figured it out. Make up sex can be some of the best sex. I tried to. Its better than drugs and better alcohol. The high is much stronger and it rarely wanes. God its fucking incredible. I drag myself home after a particularly rough therapy session. A stressful day at work coupled with a therapy session makes me a bitch. The door slams with my entry and it rattles the pictures on the walls. I make myself a light dinner and plop on the couch for so uninterrupted me time. My therapist has warned me against being alone too much but fuck that tonight. I don't want to. "You're getting so big Stewie." Not as big as Meg I hope." Stewie joked as he took a likening to Brianna. He thought to himself that she was absoulutybeautiful, and that she didn't lookrelatedto the fat man."Bri," Lois said. "This is our dog Brian."Brian extended his arm out tothe girl, "I wish we couldhave met under better circumstances. I am very sorry for your loss."Brianna lookedinto Brian's eyes and smiled, "Thank you Brian. It's very nice tomeet you."The Griffins took their seats in the. They did find a table to sit at in the lounge and ordered drinks.The band was playing a variety of different tempo music. Nancy finally persuaded Brad to dance with her. Dancing was not one of Brad’s strong suits but he managed to do enough so as not to embarrass himself. He had to admit that dancing with Nancy was as they say, “Was worth the price of admission.” She had some sexy moves that caught his attention.The time he spent with her again seemed to fly by. When it was close to eleven they.