Oh, it’s so frustrating that I can never remember how to pronounce its name! Just relax and put up with the inconvenience of a nightmare in order to... get rid of that migraine. I think that the exchange is worth it.”“So do I, Mom. So do I.” I could feel the weight of the world lift from my shoulders at what Mom had just said. Those nightmares were so lifelike that I never realized at how long they lasted. Okay, now I could stand them because I knew that they were not real.****My next migraine was. Music blasting. Amy walks up to me touching my cock over my pants and says. “So what’s the plan now. ““ I don’t know, I was thinking we should slow them down on the alcohol. Or we are just going to have 3 sick little girls on our hands. “ “ ya, they are already pretty fucked up. Sarah was stumbling into the house. I was going to get them all to eat some more pizza before we get them any more alcohol. But I want to keep the party going. I want to see you fuck Courtney in your bed tonight “ Amy. ..Anyway, on with this story...A while back I was having some personal issues. I was forgetting long spans of time, getting into arguments, blacking out and then later learning I was just in an angry rage. It took one really serious event to kick me in the ass and snap me out of that funk. I drank myself into a stupor, beat the crap out of two people at a bar, and finally tried to kill myself. After all that bullshit, I decided to look into getting some help. My family therapist was always a. "Kolya! My sweet boy is it already time for lunch? My, I must have lost track of time. Your young friend was just telling me about her first attempt at making baklava. You really should hear this, it's quite funny." Laughed Elena as she stood to pull Nikolai down for a quick kiss on the cheek.Nikolai smiled and helped his mother sit back down and took a seat between the two smiling ladies. His stormy gray eyes zeroing in on Ivy. "How did you find my mother's address?" Questioned Nikolai as he.