On nights I didn’t drink I found it hard to fall asleep. My mind raced with thoughts of anger and sadness; depression and inferiority. I walked dow...nstairs and brewed some coffee. Courtney was still asleep in her room. I poured myself a glass of water while waiting for my coffee to be ready. The door of Courtney’s room opened and Mark walked out in his T-shirt and boxers once again. My eyes started to well up as he joined me in the kitchen. “What’s wrong with you?” he asked as a tear began. ‘How was your day?’ ‘Hectic,’ Jovita sighed. ‘Everyone’s trying to figure out how the dropping oil prices will affect our investments. I came here directly from the office.’ Jovita put her briefcase on Hanna’s table and let her shoulders sag. Hanna pulled an piece from the back of her art collection and presented it to Jovita. ‘This should cheer you up. I made you a Hanukkah present.’ The calligraphy work had a grey background with white text on one side of the canvas and black text on the. Olivia had two things in mind, well three things really as she realized as she was still clutching her stinky clothes as she watched her mother pull out of the driveway, get these clothes in the washing machine and get rid of the evidence, slather some of her cream on her tender ass and cunt, and go back to bed, exactly in that order.She was going to have to be more careful with her clothes she thought as she turned on the washing machine and headed back upstairs. Her body was recovering she. Unfortunately, I have taken the opposite point of view and have been trying to do as many randy males as possible considering my reduced ability to entice the boys into firing position to engage my ports of entry.I have discovered the best course of attack is to simply bend over in the tightest jeans or slacks I can slide on and wave my backside directly in front of their hardened maleness. I usually wear control top pantyhose underneath with a cut out crotch for easy entry and it helps to.