From my perspective, they looked great on her, especially with her well toned and muscled calves that hinted at her in either once being a dancer, or ...very possibly still athletically running."I like these, so for sure this pair, but I'd also like to try on a couple of pairs of sandals," she informed me. I'd already measured her foot for a size six and a half, and knew upon doing so that the pair of sandals she'd brought over to me and had expressed some interest in that we no longer had in her. : it's avery common university pattern. We loved each other. We married, got jobsin the city, bought the quintessential suburban home, had children, andlived the quintessential suburban life. There were challenges, I mightsay, along the way.Regardless, we became empty nesters and then, three years ago, I became awidow: an early onset of dementia and an unfortunate traffic accident. Iwould visit Kevin one last time and once again forgive him for not beinghimself during the last two years of his. She made it two steps when she fell flat on her face. She came to and tasted dirty alley water and blood. Her lip had been cut when she slammed her face into the pavement. How did she fall she thought to herself? Her legs were grabbed and she was pulled back further into the alley. She was pulled up to her knees and her hair yanked upwards like the bridals of a horse. A warm wet cock head jammed into her mouth and pressed to the back of her throat. The circumference was so large she could not. ”Reg backed down. “Sorry, I didn’t know that. Sorry I spoke.”Frances patted his arm. “No, it is all right, Reg. Your observation was accurate, just not fully comprehensive. These girls are having babies by choice, and have a husband to help them cope. It is different for a single girl, which is why we three got contraceptive implants.”Freda was quick to add, “Not that we object to having your babies, Reg. We are simply planning for the future. I for one see you as a long-term project with us.