The pressure must have built up, the fact that his wife was fucking other men. That idea overtook him. And so, one day, when the kids were at school a...nd Tammy was working, he shot himself in the head. Cindy, Tammy's daughter found him after school."I feel guilty, Tammy," I told her. "It's my fault." Our fault."Stop. Don't. How do you think I should feel, then? He's been on some serious antidepressants for years." she said. "The drugs have side-effects. And he had issues that had nothing to do. The two women were dressed or possibly more correctly undressed for sex. Margie’s curvaceous figure highlighted by a sheer body stocking with cut outs in all the places of pleasure, tall black heels making her majestically tall. Danni was squeezed into a red leather corset that barely corralled her orb like breasts allowing her nipples to peak out. Thigh high leather boots embellished her slender legs, but strangely she had seen no need for panties, a fact that Damien took full advantage of. . I'd done some spot research on the Internet for best fuels, and found out that their top recommendation wasn't even the most expensive. It was just in the top three. And it was available only a few miles from my house.Then I took the long way around to work.Rather than finding work a chore, I discovered a new energy for it now. In fact, I was realizing I had a sudden new energy for life overall. Having something in my life I'd wanted so badly from the first moment they'd released that model —. For the past 20 minutes of their little woman-to-woman chat Amber and Melanie had been sitting with legs touching and squeezing each others hand or arm in warm response to each others comments and laughter. Amber lent forward; "You are a very beautiful young woman Melanie, your father must be very proud of you. One day you're going to make some man very happy."Melanie blushed, "I would rather make you happy." Amber did not know how to interpret the older woman's comment but she could restrain.