We lived in a suburb of the middle of nowhere.My drunken slut wife worked most evenings, leaving me home alone to take care of the kids. At that time I knew she was a drunk but only suspected she was a slut.I was still pretty much a weekender kind of smoker. My sources weren't that good, so I didn't have access to that much pot. And I was trying to keep things in perspective, not become a heavy user.Still, at this time, Thursday evenings had Kung Fu on at nine o'clock, followed by the Hollywood. "You see those three lines?" Jenna and I looked, as the tech finished."That would be the vagina. It's a girl!"Jenna grabbed my hand, smiling. I kissed her hand. We finished our visit,and received our pictures of the sonogram. We took Phil, and did someshopping, and had a celebratory lunch~~~~~"Hey, honey?" I asked Jenna."Yes, love?" I was wanting to know, since Phil is down, and we've got some time...?" Ah, the deal?" Bingo!" I answered. "We haven't so much as kissed, since I've been likethis.. It was good while it lasted. Now, he just had to find something else to do for the rest of the day. He left his house and took a long drive all around the city of La Mirada. He found this to be a very effective way to ease the tension inside him. He drove through certain neighborhoods and didn't stop moving. Once his thoughts had been cleared of impurity, he returned to his home and parked on the driveway.* * *And that was when he had received a text message from Florence. He grabbed his. She was taller than me, I judged about six foot tall, and had the prettiest denim skirt and little denim bolero jacket, which covered her peasant girl blouse, and judging from appearances a nice firm bust. While we sat to get ready for takeoff she explained to me that she had been visiting her father in Mumbai, a well known Doctor who was separated from her mother, and was returning to Delhi. She also let it be known that she was terrified of flying with her hand touching my knee. My radar.
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