He was my escape from the endless hours of walking on eggshells when my father was in one of his moods. Those moods usually ended in beatings. Billy ...as kind to me and helped me to forget the horrors of my home life. It was in my pre-teen years that my father put me in the hospital. Billy visited me every day. After several weeks I arrived home to find that my father had moved out. My mother was sad and cried every night and I knew that it was my fault he left and she was alone. Billy helped. Mary came to me about an hour after I got to work and said, "Forget about the weekend. I don't think I like you anymore" and she walked away. By the end of the day the chilly atmosphere had gotten to me and just before quitting time I walked over to Betsy's desk. She looked up at me with a "Fuck off asshole" expression on her face and I stared right back at her."I'm not going to apologize for anything. You were the one who wanted to play at being a slut and all I did was go along. You should. Agali subha sab nornal life ki tarha tha.To maine socha kyu na apni wife ki dil ki baat pata kari jaye. To maine ek fake mail banayi or monika se chat karne laga pehle to sab normal tha dhere derhe hum ache dost ban gaye tab maine usse uski married life ke baare mai pucha tab mai jankar bada dukhi hua ki wo to lumba lund lena chahti hai or uska pati usse khush nahi kar pata or wo pyasi hai.Ye silsila roz chalta raha mai roz uski chudai karta or wo roz mujhe chat pe uske pati ki chudai ke baare. I wore a mini skirt that was one of those Ella Moss types. This one, I had had special made. Red and white strips. Talk about fun! For my bathing suit ... a blue string bikini that looked amazing. And then I wore some blue flip flops to match. I had practically stopped wearing all my stilettos, having found that flip flops were incredibly more comfortable, and so much easier to wear ... especially if the night included a short trip to the beach, as many did.So yeah, enough about clothes. The.