How are you? How’s Annette?”“I’m better than I have ever been in my life, Josey. Annette has moved back home and filed for divorce. Her rat-fa...ced, shit-ass of a husband has already left for California to live with his momma. My wife loves me again she’s even stopped bitching. She tells me that she’s tickled now that Annette wants to have a baby by you.”“Hey, now that is some great news. Are you heading home now? I’d like to stop by and see Annette. I mean if that’s alright with you.”“Follow me.. She tried to pull her hands away, but Ann swiftly pressed closer, putting her other arm around Jo and hugging her close in a soft but firm embrace, trapping Jo’s hands between their bodies, still cupping her breasts. Tilting her head, Ann once again sought Jo’s lips with her own, and this time she wasn’t quick enough to turn away.Jo felt Ann’s lips on her own, kissing her softly, gently taking Jo’s lips between her own, sucking tenderly, trying to get her to open her mouth for her. The only. The large majority ofher habit consisted of spiritual and mental discipline rituals. For onlythose with clarity of mind could advance to practice the truly wondrousmagics in the world.It was a pity that her Purity of Thought exercises had little-to-noeffect on her. Had she cleansed herself of desire, her infatuation withanother student at the university would not have thrown her life for sucha loop.The other student was a young man by the name of Dillon. He was a trackstar and a second string. I undressed and fell into the soft bed. I hugged the pillow tightly. It had the scent of my mom. Now I missed her more. Even in that situation, her scent was enough to turn me on. My chain of thoughts was interfered by my phone’s notification tone. I picked it up and it was my mom’s WhatsApp message. She said“Dear, am gonna miss your for the upcoming week”“Don’t stay out late”“Go home soon and after having dinner, sleep on our bed if you feel lonely”“Your Evangeline aunt will be there tomorrow.