Money (and all the trimmings) great sex and the knowledge that you don't have to put up with fakers who only want you for your money.However, your las...t girlfriend, Rachel, took an iron mallet to the copper statue that is your life and seriously shattered your outlook on life.Things had been going really well between the two of you for several weeks now, and you'd been considering asking her to come for a weekend away up to your cabin in the mountains. Then one day she just bursts out with a. I'll be lucky if she doesn't grow me down or something!" Yeah but..." I sighed, knowing she had to compare her situation to mine and it was totally different."And she's not a guy either, Kim. She doesn't want to fuck me," Theresa said. "At least you have a normal dad." I thought you liked your dad," I protested, but I'd started getting kind of lost. Like everything she was saying made sense, but it shouldn't have. Or maybe it was the other way around.Theresa was working on dad number four and. The shirt she had chosen, a white button-up piece with quarter sleeves, hugged her chest nicely, with just enough buttons undone to show a tease of cleavage. A knock at her door finally made her turn from the mirror image of herself. Taking a deep, steadying breath, she walked up to her front door , and after checking to see who it was through the peephole, she unlocked it and pulled it open. She had a sweet little smile on her face as she did so. ‘Well hello there,’ the man standing out on the. Pistols are really short-range weapons. If we believe there is an attack, we’ll have to be sneaky. The bad guys will probably have the same arms as before.”I said, “At least, everyone is ready for trouble. I’m going to change clothes. When I come back, you go.” Jam nodded.I stood to head into my bedroom. Angela asked, “Jar, where are you going?”“I’m going to change clothes. If something bad starts to happen, I want to be dressed more appropriately in rougher duty clothes.” She nodded. She gave.