Easy to come by here. My mother was a chain smoker and wouldn't work but she had plenty of men who came in and out of the house and she gave them puss...y and they bought her cigarettes in return. Which I stole. Fucking whore. Who sells pussy for cigarettes and booze? Rhetorical question. My mother of course. She never cared about me or my brother but we couldn't leave without her putting our pictures on milk cartons because someone had to feed her newest baby who never stopped crying and shitting. ‘Ryan, babe, just calling to invite you to dinner this Friday.’ ‘Sounds great, what’s the occasion?’ ‘Sam’s being made partner! The announcement should be made this Thursday! It’ll be quite a big party, so I just wanted to have an idea of numbers.’ ‘Congratulations! I’ll definitely be there.’ ‘And will you be bringing a guest, too?’ Phoebe inquired. ‘Don’t tell me Rachel’s bringing that prick from the other night!’ Ryan laughed. ‘Oh, I don’t know about that. But Gemma’s bringing someone. I. She kissed him before he could answer, but he was quite familiar with that desperate passion that can only connect two people who find themselves at the ends of the world together. It was an old friend from his time in Afghanistan, where the same clawing need for companionship had informed so many ill-fated relationships in those heightened moments. But as he brought his fingers into her thick hair, he felt something else. She ground down on him, naked underneath the oversized shirt she wore.. I also stopped tromping along quite so noisily, for the same reason.And I was soon rewarded. The squirrels, no longer intimidated, were as usual the first to venture back out. For a while I could only hear them as they leaped back and forth among the tree branches above me, but soon they were back to foraging on the ground where I could catch glimpses of their furry tails before they noticed me and scampered off. One little fellow sat at the base of a tree trunk shifting his eyes between me and.