My mom turned and back handed his arm. "What honey, you were always so emotional when we were dating. If we ever had a fight, I'd always do something ...tupid and let you save me and wha la, we were back together. Although, I don't think we ever had a fight big enough to make me want to cut my finger off." That's not funny, and you shouldn't be giving anybody advise on girls, your methods were lucky to have worked on even one girl on this planet," my mom responded with a gentle punch into him. My. It was under a heavy coffee table and too big to easily haul out and beat, so we used a vacuum cleaner on it. The kitchen table sat in a nook that extended from the living room, so I would have a full view of the action. She flashed her bright smile and went to haul out the vacuum. I struggled vainly to get my mind back into the book, but once she turned it on, her body swaying back and forth in front of me, it was a lost cause. Within moments, I once again had an alert crewman on duty and. ‘I didn’t mean that. I wanted you the moment I saw you, only I didn’t let you find out the way you should,’ he said. ‘If I had let you, you would have fucked me just for foreplay,’ Catherine admitted to herself silently. This thought made her knees go weak and she lost her balance. Damon grabbed her by the waist. ‘Are you all right? You almost fainted,’ he said finding out he genuinely cared and at the same time wondering how could this be possible. ‘You’re such a stud, all you have to do is. After a couple weeks went by I decided that when I got off of work that night I was finally going to confront her on what I saw. I got home and walked threw the garage door and into the kitchen, I heard silence again and I automatically thought of what I had saw before, I slowly made my way threw the kitchen trying to be quiet and when I got to the entrance of the living room I saw Matt on the couch with is pants off again and Michelle on her knees with her pajama shorts on, no top or bra.