He asked how much Sharon and I spent on her lingerie and when I told her the number, his eyes popped out of his head. Sharon and I had known Jeff for ...aybe three years and looking back I often noticed at him checking her out. Respectfully of course but still my wife is hard to not notice when she dresses in mini skirts and tight tops. So two weeks pass I had forgotten all about the conversation when Sharon gets home late one night from some girls party. I was sitting on the computer surfing the. We had a long talk when she found out and decided that we should give the long-distance thing a try. She would be back for the holidays as her parents still lived close by and I didn’t mind travelling out to see her some weekends. We got home from college, I grabbed my things, a quick bite to eat and set off. Going by my timing I hoped to be there for just before nine at night. The drive there was very uneventful and very boring. However, the thought of getting to spend the weekend with Kelsey. A world of darkness and lies. He was no stranger to it, though I deeply resented the allegation that I was a drug user, like my mom. Or a whore.“I’m clean. In every way that matters,” I added.He nodded. “Do you remember what I said before you… uh, collapsed?”“Yeah.”“How do you feel about it?”I looked into his eyes and I saw some hopefulness there. I wanted to stomp on it. That was my first instinct. To take his hopes and smash them, tear them, break them. My grandfather? He was sorry he was. It’s safe to say that he was smitten. Ariana took a step in the direction of the approaching woman and smiled. ‘Hello, are you Miss Ariel? The daughter of Ian?’ Ariana asked as she open her arms to hug her. ‘Yes, I am. You must be Mrs Hendricks.’ Ariel smiled returning the hug. Then looking at the handsome man standing behind. ‘And is that Gareth?’ ‘Oh where are your manners boy?’ Ariana tease her son seeing that he was almost struck dumb by the beauty in front of him. ‘He’s usually more.