After waiting for what seemed like an eternity I got a call from Emma, my wife’s best friend, who told me that Abby would call me first thing in the... morning.I couldn’t sleep. All I wanted was my wife back in my bed. I wanted to hold her, caress her, and kiss her. Without her I didn’t think I’d ever be whole. After talking to her the next morning I discovered she didn’t feel the same. She no longer wanted to be a wife or mother. She felt boxed in. She wanted the freedom she felt she hadn’t had. All the way home.Delicious!Jan, by now recognised as the full-time Master of Ceremonies, said, “Come on Mike, we don’t want Sven subsiding.”I managed to keep a straight face, just. With Pat’s dangly ‘cantaloupes’ now trying to slide either side of my neck and the sight of Jan’s beautiful rack right next to me, there was little chance of that.Mike disappeared behind Pat’s back as I noticed he had a bottle of lubricant and a condom in hand. A few seconds later Pat’s eyes first widened and then. .have you?” he stammered. “Yes, I have seen three so far,” she responded cryptically, “I will keep looking for more.” She was with Jeff. He knew that. He was probably lying next to her in bed as she spoke. “You sound a little tired,” he said quietly. “It get’s tiring all this shopping,” she told him. “Do you want anything special bringing home?” “Special?” “I could pop into the takeaway and bring something home,” she told him. “It would save me cooking.” “That would be nice.” “Well, I. "I don't care," Lily huffed. "Weasley's Wizard Wheezes," Hugo suggested. "Then it's settled," Harry grinned, "We're going to the Apothecary first." Everybody groaned, but followed Harry down the street anyway. Albus sighed to himself. That was always how his dad settled arguments. He'd pick what nobody had suggested. The trip to the Apothecary was quick. Nobody really wanted to linger in there. Albus didn't particularly enjoy the place. It had an odd smell to it and.