Don't do anything without thinking about it first. But the ring? The ring terrified her. She tried to imagine his pain, his thoughts, and his anger. S...he had wounded him deeply, and she didn't know if she could make it better.She had tried to keep things normal that morning. Brent was usually up an hour before the children and would be gone before they rose. For once, she was grateful. There were no explanations to be made. It was a Thursday, and she dreaded Saturday, or for that matter, the. Brown. Michelle gave me a mock look of anger, but then broke into a wide smile.The bus arrived, 7am sharp, this guy is never late and waits for nobody, so it looked like we were it for this morning. The were about eight others already onboard already, so we filed on, the young girl, Mrs. Brown, then Michelle and me.The young girl went for the back, second last seat. It’s usually too bumpy right in the back. Mrs. Brown surprisingly, went towards the back as well and sat in the seat in front of. "Sorry man, we don't do returns," Johnny cautiously replied. "You get it, right? Most of our merchandise doesn't do so great on the secondhand market."Johnny winced at not-so-fond memories of customers trying to refund a toy after a weekend of pleasure. Whatever the hell this metal thing was, at least it did not seem like something that had been in the stranger's butt. It looked like some kind of... gravy boat? No, an oil lamp, like something you'd see on an antiques show. Maybe it was some. People jokingly say that you can get degrees in surfing, underwater basket weaving or beach orgies. Actually I'm a little bit of a science nerd. My mind pulled up my first time with a girl. It was at our elementary school graduation. The lower grades and junior high and high school were all separate schools. Our elementary school had a formal graduation where all the girls wore nice dresses and the boys mostly wore suits. After we went up on stage and got our diplomas at six pm, the parents.