He turned around and said, “no but I do want to know how you managed to gulp up all my damn vodka in the mist of one night all by yourself.” He wa...s pissing me off now I said, “your vodka because last time I checked it was our house remember.” He was about to walk in the other room when I stopped. “And where the hell do you think your going,” I said blocking him and getting in his face. He was getting real heated now and said, “look I ain’t about to argue with you over no damn liquor.” I looked. I ran around on my husband, got pregnant twice and had two abortions, the last of which ended in my getting a hysterectomy.It started out as a lot of fun. Several boys that I dated were into pot, they talked me into trying some and I did. It made me mellow and I saw things in a nice rosy glow, but it also put me in a very susceptible condition and when one of the guys made a move on me I just laid back and said "groovy." Before long every guy at school was showing me his stash of 'killer weed'. Occasionally we changed nipples until our nurses each gave a little squeal and shuddered contentedly. Then we were removed from their breasts and passed around the table to each be fed at a different breast. It had become apparent, that each of the French mummies had a serious suckling complex and could not give up suckling their babies. This dysfunctional fixation had brought them together and now the women had formed a special private club. Once a week, they behaved like a group of. Lupe was wearing a different outfit than she'd had on at work and also seemed to have put on some make up and gotten herself fixed up. It looked like she'd done something special with her hair too. Not for the first time, Jim told himself that women were very strange creatures. Within five minutes of Lupe's arrival, Donna announced that dinner was ready to serve and the three of them sat down to eat. Donna had turned on Jim's stereo and soft music accompanied their meal. Lupe had brought two.