“I saw your dad on his way out this morning,” said Annalise. “He said he’d be gone a couple of days, so I thought I’d bring you something to...eat.” She indicated the casserole in her hands, which appeared to contain roasted chicken.Lexi felt pretty sure that this was not the real reason for Annalise’s visit. Despite the coldness of the day, the older woman was wearing a light blouse that showed off her cleavage, and her nipples were pointing straight out like meat thermometers. Having just had. Instead, she reached back and pulled the door open, making me freeze and my heart stumble. “Finally,” an impatient male voice exclaimed, “took you long enough. Break’s not going to last forever, you know!” Before I could decide on a reaction, Allie’s boyfriend, Tony, had entered the small space and closed the door again. My breath flew like mad, and I could feel his unrestrained, greedy eyes roam all over my naked upper body. “Nice tits,” he commented and stepped even closer. I should have. Shannon, too, eh? Sweet! Three wives, if not more, counting everyone. And we’ll have Ginger as a wife in common. I love it!” Leslie promised us with kisses to each of us.“Hope that you know that I won’t interfere in your wedding to George, either. Not even slightly. Remember, legally, I’m married to Adam Horowitz. No one knows that George is Adam. There’s no reason that you can’t get a license with the name George Jacobson on it. I won’t tell a soul. As far as they know, I’m married to Leslie,. I really didn't want to do it, but Darla wanted a fucking family and my kids wanted me back in their lives as well.My kids had no idea, what to make of Darla, and I wasn't saying a fucking word about her. As Darla pushed my wheelchair over to the grave after the casket had been lowered into place and I was supposed to throw or drop the first ceremonial clump or handful of dirt on the casket to send her spirit heavenward, I faked tears and infirmity. The few people there were touched and I.