He left me. He said he didn't want a pregnant sow."She started to move to enter the house. I put my hand square in the center of her chest and stopped... her. "Where do you think you're going?" I asked."Inside. Now that this nightmare is over, I'm home." This isn't your home any more." Not my home? What do you mean?" She seemed to have a hard time grasping the concept that she was not welcome in my house."Kimberly, you shit on me and our marriage that day ten months ago. You let your stud biker. I was crying, tears running down my cheeks, and shelifted herself on her toes and kissed me. Then we got into the van andleft. She had me lift my dress so that my bare buttocks were in contact withthe leather seat. "Sit that way from now on when we're alone."She took me to the `Evergreen' a quiet lesbian bar across the river. Itwasn't busy that night and I was thankful for that later on. We sat in abooth in the back of the room, Sara facing the front of the bar, and ordereddrinks. . Hint hint. She was definitely not going to be wearing much that weekend that was for sure. We walked inside and I turned on the lights. She looked around my house as I set her suitcase down in the living room. ‘Alex this is amazing.’ ‘No you are.’ She stopped looking around and looked at me as I moved closer to her. ‘Thank you for coming over this weekend.’ I kissed her on the neck softly. ‘Thank you for inviting me.’ She kissed me on the cheek before moving away. She moved her hands around. I seemed to be the main attraction however with Pops asking me about my childhood, school and how I became a partner at so young an age. Pops was particularly interested in Mon Amor and how we had built it up in such a short time. I gave Michelle all of the credit she was born to be in the restaurant business. I promised that very soon I would take everybody at the table out to dinner. We went back to work the following day and began to prepare for tax season which was only a few short months.