I was too upset to confront them. I was so angry that I may have hurt one of them or both of them. Now, better this way, he’d never know I was there... witnessing them kissing. ### TallBlondeBustyBlueEyedBimbo ### With Anchorage seemingly so busy, busier than I had imagined it would be, I needed to go someplace quiet. I needed to be alone. I needed to think. I needed to think of what to do next. I just needed to drive away from there and from them. Here I was in Alaska with no place to go and no. They should recognise this and slough off the outdated conventions that held them back. The future was theirs for the taking.Notwithstanding its popular style, the book was intelligently argued and I could see why it had achieved the flattering reviews it quoted from women's glossy magazines and the impressive sales it boasted on the back cover. I had never heard of it before, which is not surprising because it was not aimed at me, but when I mentioned it to Fran she told me that several. ..and you're not going to have much use for them cloths tonight " she said, a tone of exitement was present in her voice. Then she walked towards me with an air of confidence and grabed me by the arms bringing my face to within an inch of hers, taking a momment to stare right into my eyes before kissing me hard, her tounge went deep into my mouth. biting my bottom lip as she pulled away, It took me completely by suprise. She left the room as i made my way upstairs, wondering what kind of night. ’ He looked so bad, but he was still so handsome. I had a break down right there in the casket room at the funeral home. I hit my knees on the floor in front of the table, and cried. Cried for what I lost, what I never had, what I’d never know. I ached. Not my body, but my soul. I closed my eyes againstthe image of my father, forty-three years old, as handsome as ever, stilled by death. I again cursed Death. My mom started about messing with his hair. There wasn’t much we could cut because of.