"Brian looks to Kelsey and asks her if she has, she looks at Erica and says no with a smirk. Erica, " she hasn't done anything, but she knows how to, ...she learned from the best!" They both laugh.Brian was confused so Erica explains, " well my parents don't let me have my boyfriends in my room. So what we would do is have my boyfriend pretend to be gay and Kelsey and my bf would come over. Then me and my boyfriend could have sex and mess around." Brians eyes were wide open and looks to Kelsey,. A vet. Large quadrupeds." You're right, Weena won't find it funny. Are you two okay?" Yes, quite fine. Winnie put us on to her advisor at Westpac. Have you made a decision yet?" It's got to be by Monday." Right. I'm going to get off and call mum." Fine. I'll leave here and get home."I packed up some papers, let the receptionist know that I was leaving and went out to my elderly Safari (over 300,000 klicks!) and drove home. I took my time.At lunch, Chuck and I talked about leaving Perth. I'd. Our boys are the same age and go to the same school. In my defense (which I know is non existent) I saved the chat logs to prove later on that all this was my sisters fault. Every time we got in trouble while growing up my sister always blamed me, and I always knew that "it" was really her fault, not mine, so I saved the chat logs as my proof. Well I guess that decision will be in the hands of whoever reads this story now won't it?My name is Janet, my son is Todd, my sister who lives not that. Maybe the black Prada? No, tonight is not the night for Italian. The Christian Dior in glen plaid I bought in Paris last year? Closer, but still not right. Then my hand lands on the black nylon cover hanging at the end of the rail. I think I'd already made the decision long before opening the cupboard door. Toying with the other options was just killing time. This was the clear choice from the very beginning. I remove it and hang on the door. As I slowly pull down the zip, the cheap, black, man.