You split up, and he goes on the rebound and picks up someone else. Maybe someone really sleazy. Neither of us would have any control over that situat...ion either. And heck, you look pretty attractive. I think I could deal with living with you as a girl friend ... maybe even as a wife." "God, this sounds so weird. I'm a woman, being proposed to by another woman that wants to be my husband. Anyway, if you want to see what the package looks like ..."With that she started taking her clothes off. For. "Yeah, we can do that. See ya!" The door closed.Deb's turn. "She looks happy. You look happy. What's up?"Ronni knelt at the arm of the recliner and wrapped her hands around the bicep of my right arm, leaning her head on my shoulder.Deb's eyebrow raised. This was an obvious display on Ronni's part and Deb picked up on it. "You two..."Ronni smiled."Deb," I said, "remember when we were in the hospital and you thought that you could see something about how Ronni felt about me?"Her eyes shifted back. I. Joe toys and waked into my kitchen where my mother stood."Can you run next door real quick and get me some butter from the Smiths please?" she asked.Oh, this was great! My mother is asking me to go to the Smiths! Laura Smith, the most beautiful girl in the world lived next door to me, and I love going over there, just to stare into her deep ocean like eyes."Yea, sure... why not?" I said with a smirk.And with that, I was on my way. I pranced out my front door, cut a quick left through my. I stand face to face with the most beautiful woman in the world. “So, what will you have me do?” she inquires. “Fetch us a couple glasses of wine then sit down over there on the ottoman.” I point to one of the white leather pieces resting over near the sofa in her large suite. Her brisk walk speaks of the urgency in my voice and between her legs. Upon her return she hands me a glass of Merlot, drinks hers down in one big gulp and moves to sit down. “I didn’t say drink it. Go and fill your.