She was married, and you knew it. When you get married you make certain promises, promises you're supposed to keep. I can tell you from being on the o...her side that it hurts. Was the pussy worth the ass kicking you got? Are they still together?" Separated. She calls me constantly, whining about what we did. Says she still loves him, then asks when we can get together again. He threw her out with nothing. I'm not a complete asshole, so I gave her a little money, paid for an apartment for six. When Brad got up to refill ourglasses, I excused myself to use the bathroom. As I attempted to pee, Irealized how hard it is to deal with pantyhose, especially with longnails and having had a few drinks. I pulled my hose down, sat down (ofcourse) to relieve myself, and then attempted to pull them back up.This wasn't going well and I snagged them with my nail, so I just tookthem off and threw them in the wastebasket. I reapplied my lipstick,stepped back into my pumps, and returned to the living. "Sean," Martha said. "We have a couple of problems and we need you to help us fix them." What's wong Momma?" Sean asked.Sean's vocabulary grew remarkably over the last couple of days too. His pronunciation for some words were hampered by the lack of teeth but everyone could tell what the words were. Most babies have a limited attention span when learning new skills, like talking. Sean was only distracted when something more pressing occurred. More important things like Storm needing. . But leave the socks."I did as he told. "Sexy..." he murmured to himself."Come here." He had me follow him to his dining room table. "Lay down" he motioned to the table indicating where he wanted me to lay. "I'm gonna do a line off you."I'd surely never done that before. I positioned myself with my back flat against the cold surface of the wood. He retrieved his baggy, and then proceeded to form two lines. One on my belly and the other on my chest right between my breasts. The credit card he.