I stopped by Applebee's for lunch with Ashlee and there we talked about what should be done next. We needed an architecture firm to draw up plans to r...ebuild my house. I didn't know anyone, but Ashlee did. Looks like her family had a friend who was an architect so she called home, talked to her mom for about 20 minutes before she got the phone number. I dialed it and spoke with a lady who recognized my name and was very excited to hear from me. I asked for an appointment with their firm to. Her skin was a rich Mediterranean shade of olive. A lovely pair of full breasts bounced above a trim stomach. A bright green emerald was studded in her naval. Her eyes were the same shade of green and almost as bright. Viridian lipstick added sparkles to full, kissable lips. Her luxuriant black hair was cut in a Cleopatra style with a short fringe and long straight wings that fell down onto her shoulders. It framed a face that could have belonged to a top Bollywood actress or maybe even an. But I bet she’s more embarrassed than angry. Why did you tell her to break up with Johnny?’ I didn’t want to tell him the whole story. Johnny’s promiscuity was best left unmentioned. ‘He’s just not good for her,’ I told him. ‘They only use each other for sex. She should have a real boyfriend.’ ‘I agree with that,’ he admitted. ‘Good luck with her. I’ll remind her to call you when I get home, let me know when she does.’ ‘Thanks, my love,’ I concluded and resumed my attempts to do homework.. ..” I gulped loudly, “Oh yeah, I’m sure I’ve got one of those... hop in... out of the cold and we’ll try to find your home.” “I’m not sure mister, daddy always said I shouldn’t get into strangers’ cars” she answered. In all the years I’d known my wife, even though my point of view was seriously biased at the present time, she had never shown an aptitude for acting (even failing miserably at Charades!) but tonight as she pretended to be apprehensive and scared it only took a moment to picture.