I kept yelling at the screen, WTF! Why not just sit down, and COMMMUNICATE! Shit. Tell her what you suspect, tell her that you will not stand for it, ...and if she is so fucking unhappy, to talk to you as her husband so that the two of you, remember it is a partnership, hello, can work it out, with a shrink if needed.But they never do, do they? It wouldn't be a story, since nothing would happen! Where's the drama in that? I understand that, and I do tend to avoid the romance genre, because it is. Then yesterday I was in the coffee shop and all the talk was about some new kid who could kick field goals from the next county. I figured that there couldn't be two new kids with such athletic talent in town, so I just planned on being here this morning. They ran another half dozen laps before Billy suggested that they quit for the day."Don't you ever get tired?" he asked."Nope, never have yet." At this pace, five miles is about my limit." Okay, we can quit for today, but if you want to learn. A very drunk Lisa at one point called to Paul and pulled her top up and flashed her big tits at him. Kim looked over at me with wide eyes and I just smiled. Paul asked us to excuse his wife; She gets kind of crazy when she’s had a few drinks in her. A tipsy Kim laughed and said “if I had those I’d be showing them off also”, at which Paul said, “well girl lets have a look and we’ll be the judge”. Kim turned all shades of red. It was quite for a minute when Wendy chuckled and asked, “Who. I caught her hand and put it on my erection. “Wow…It can also be peeled like a banana I wish bananas were similar to this kind of peel as It would save several bits of peels lying here and there.” She was cracking tease “Oh Yeh and I wish such bananas grew right here and girls all around queued ,peeled and ate it all the time wanna peel and try the taste of this banana and be part of this great revolution?” I snapped “Why not” She seemed younger than her age right now. She looked carefully at.