‘Every goddamned thing in the world is my fault, and you won’t let me go a year without reminding me, so let’s just get this done with, okay? Th...en you can go back to whatever it is you do when you’re not torturing me and I can go back to what’s left of my life.’ She studied him for a while. ‘You can fix it, you know,’ she told him. He didn’t have to be reminded. ‘Just do it,’ he said. ‘Aren’t you supposed to show some mercy at Christmas?’ Julie laughed a little. ‘It says ‘Peace on earth to men. ”“Congratulations, buddy!“There’s more, Sean.”“That’s right. Go for it.”“I trust God will keep me safe in his arms no matter how bad things may get.”“Wow! What wonderful words! I couldn’t have said it better myself!”“Thanks,” tears streaming down Jeff’s face, “I’ve been praying. And I kept getting pictures in my head of God holding me the way you hold me. I feel safe in your arms. Now I know I’m safe in his.”“Now you’ve got me crying too. Thank you little man.”“Man! Yeah! Guess what. Maria. That day I had been at work but Lucy had spent the entire day making the house perfect for our guest, then getting showered shaved etc. When I got in she was doing her make up and had the underwear that she was going to get fucked in lying on the bed. She came over and kissed me, and I could tell how horny she was by the passion in which she kissed me. I slid my finger down to her pussy which was soaking wet, all I wanted to do was lick her sweet tight pussy right there but she pushed me out. We hired her to give things a good cleaning for $100. It seemed like a lot of money to me, but we’d been living here for several years. Occasionally, Carrie mustered the strength to mop the floors and vacuum the bedrooms (the only rooms with carpeting), and I tried to do what I could. I do all our cooking and the dishes, so there’s that.But our house is over 1,200 square feet: three bedrooms, two bathrooms, plus the ‘common rooms’, living room, dining room, and kitchen. We hardly ever have.