" Isaac says."You're hopeless, aren't you?" Sorry Miss." I mean how hard is it to do your fucking-"Just before the woman can make a scene, things get ...worse, with Isaac's manager arriving. The middle-aged man was a constant pain in Isaac's rear, often waiting for him to fuck up and make his life miserable."Is everything alright?" He interjects."No. No it's not." The woman barks. "This fucking idiot can't seem to take a simple order." Alright Isaac, how about you go clean the toilets?" Yes Sir.". She loved Karen and was delighted to be called 'mom.'"But you're doing it now," I said."Sure, after taking all the yoga. And don't forget the epidural."Things were quite a bit less hectic than with our first.Karen's doctor told us it was time. I tilted my head questioningly."It's just a baby," Karen said. "We're not politically correct. Go with the family."Earlier we had agreed it was entirely her call. I was happy to do whatever she preferred, and she knew it.My mother and I headed to the. " It was deep, definitely male, and seemed familiar, but Paul couldn'tquite place it.Paul slipped the flashlight from his belt, flipped it on, and swung it in awide arc down a dimly lit aisle of crates. Trying to hide his annoyance, hecalled out out in a firm, confident tone, "Who's there?" "An old friend." The voice was warm and comforting, like a familiar, fluffyblanket.Paul wiggled a finger in his ear. There was something very odd about thevoice. It seemed to be coming from inside his. They were both good looking lads with dark skin…My sexy wife was wearing a tiny yellow bikini, with a long skirt wrapped around her soft waist. She stumbled when she boarded the ship; but quickly Tommy caught her, his strong, young arms wrapping around her upper body, pulling the blouse tight to her body and making her breasts heave…I saw them look at each other as Anita thanked him for his support. Their eyes met and they smiled at each other. That look between them had been quick, but it got.