It’s too soon for us to share that much intimacy, but I’m here on his bed waiting. I’m here thinking about his firm body pressing against mine. ...Oh he’s out, the water is off and he emerges towel draped and steaming, just like in my imagination. It’s my turn. This is awkward, why didn’t we just shower together! I step past him his still damp arm brushing against me as I walk past. The door closes softly and I lean against it for a heart beat, imagining him doing the same thing. Ugh that’s so. They had no idea what had been taking place as we had all sat chatting. We walked past the swings, and as we did so, the man turned and looked at me. I smiled and walked on. It was possibly about 2 weeks later when I saw him again at the park, this time with his child on the climbing frame. I have to confess that the incident had been on my mind, and I had been to the park on several occasions since in the hope of seeing him there again. With a book in my hand, I arrived and sat under. His wife begins screaming at him and his friend just sits and listens in.“My hair & makeup are not done, the house is a mess, the dishes are not done, I’m still in my pajamas and I can’t be bothered with cooking tonight! Why the hell did you bring him home for?”Husband answers, “Because he’s thinking of getting married.”This one is compliments of PepereOn their way to get married, a young Catholic couple was involved in a fatal car accident.The couple found themselves sitting outside the Pearly. - I’ll stop you right away, she will never consent!- Well not really consenting, rather obliged, at least at the beginning, but active!- How do you plan to get there?- By blackmailing her of course!And he explained his plan to me: he intended to send her photos from the films we had just seen and use them to blackmail her. As I replied that she would not work because she did not remember anything, he told me not to worry, that a woman is ready to do anything to maintain her reputation. He then.