That did it. We had both cheated at the same party, being a bit sauced and neither of us had fooled around prior to that. We were in the same boat, we...ren't we? I didn't need her double standards. I needed her to get her head screwed on straight and let this go just as I had.I was furious with her, but it still hurt, so I went off to lick my wounds, telling Jane, "I'm going to Cavanaugh's. When you're ready to get your head out of your ass and forgive me the way that I forgave you, maybe we can. .. America has had a very bad day. Whenever one of our own is cut down, for no reason other than that they were present, we all hurt. Nothing we are experiencing compares to the hurt and suffering of those wounded and fighting for life, and those just discovering that their loved ones were among the fallen.“America is strong because Americans are compassionate and loving. Our strength comes from our ability to hurt with our fellow citizens and I am asking you to set aside all the things that. Andrew was wearing loose trousers which she pressed against while they were on the dance floor. He held her close, gently ppushing her round boobs into his firm chest while holding her hips.She added that she felt his hardened cock through those trousers making her a bit aroused…After a couple songs, they were back to the table, so Helena and Peter could have a chance to dance. Then she felt Andrew`s hand on her thigh. He leaned over and kissed her red lips very softly.Then he whispered in her. “You’re ignoring the inner me,” Sean said in a high pitched voice.Speaking normally, Sean said, “I can’t see anything except for the inner you and it is kind of creepy.”“You are a very mean person,” Sean said in the high pitched voice.Sean said, “You’ve been standing here. Did you happen to see who is stealing my lobsters?”“Do I look like I have eyes?”“No,” Sean said.“So why did you ask such a stupid question?” Sean said in the high pitched voice.Getting angry, Sean asked, “Who are you calling.