We all drink champagne, get dressed, we leave 800 euros for the two hours, a last kiss to neighbour Ali and off we go. Ross in the car says that he go...t blue balls cause due to the snow he couldn’t come, beside the Northern African girl was way too tight. I suggest we go and see Danielle, a part time working single mum, Ross is fine and D writes that all is fine as long as we bring sushi. We have some white wine while waiting for the food and order two bottles to go and we head for Danielle’s.. She wasn't trying to pick a fight. She was just saying whatever was on her mind at the time, without any regard for the effect of her words on anyone else. My wife, in my last life, had been like that. You'd think after all the years of enduring it, I could handle it better, but it still got my goat."Helen," I finally said. "If I did made it up, YOU would never know."She didn't get it. She just looked at me, thinking that if she couldn't understand it, then nobody could. Therefore I must be. I remember thinking at that moment that I felt good. Even if my girlfriend was a bitch and I wasn't going to hook up with here anymore, well, it didn't seem to matter at that moment. Anyway there were lots of other chicks in the sea, like Sharon, she had awfully nice tits, and I bet she's as tight as a vice with all that working out she's always doing. Then I realized that I had a hard-on from thinking about Sharon's bod and I guiltily looked over at Brandon and froze. He was sitting there with. Lets not say another word about it all” I glanced at my girls before diverting my gaze back towards mom. Tears were welling up in her eyes. “How many pieces of clothing Mum?” Mum looked at me aghast. You could see her mind doing cartwheels deciding what to do. She knew that if she told dad it could run the risk of breaking the family up. She also knew that if she answered me there would be more questions to follow and who knows what after that. Tears were running down her cheeks. She decided to.