I then went on Facebook and saw that I had a friend request...from Eric. I got real excited and accepted right away. He then came online and his chat ...opped up with him saying hey there. I responded and we talked a bit more about our break ups and stuff. The facebook chat was working crappy and slow. He then asked for my phone number I wanted to keep chatting through texting. I said sure and gave it to him. We kept chatting on our phones and I finally asked him if he wanted to get together. Despite my attemptsat a protest, she put on a couple of coats and made my nails glistenlike hers. That woman is good. Somehow she knew that I'd see those nails shininglike they did, and that I would enjoy seeing my hands take on afeminine look. I moved my hands from side to side, and madeexaggerated movements like a hand model. My fingers looked long andslender, and overall my hands looked great. In the back of my mind Ifantasized what I would look like with nails that stuck out as. I poured a glass, "I think I need more than that," Dot said.I poured some more and looked at Dot. Her expression told me it wasn't enough, so I put a little more in the glass."That will do for now," Dot said. "But bring the bottle."We sat facing each other on the couch. Dot took a large slug and held out her glass for me to refill. She said she needed it to calm her nerves.While I poured Dot another very large drink, I asked her to tell me about her sex life. I didn't see any point in beating. With the sun beaming down and the extra resistance from the sand with each step, I was soaked in sweat by the time I got back to the house. With my hangover gone, instead of heading for a shower, I entered the house from the basement, looking for Chris. I debated briefly about at least drying myself off, but knowing how much he loved seeing me all hot and worked up, decided against it. After doing a quick check up on Jessie, I quietly entered Chris room and found him still sound asleep in his.