I tried to remember the night of the so-called Avon party and while I wasn't sure I believed that it took place just a little over three years ago. Th...ree years and I hadn't had a clue. Well, I knew now and I knew the plans that Jillian had for me. It was time for me to make some plans of my own.Curiosity got the better of me and when Jillian told me about going to the Avon party with Marge I told her fine, that I would be working late that night and I would catch a bite to eat on the way home.. ‘Well Peggy, I guess I’ll have to sit here next to you, just in case,’ Tommy said as he slid onto the stool next to her. ‘Please do,’ Peggy replied. Peggy and Tommy talked, flirted and traded double entendres for a while until John the bartender came back and placed two drinks in front of them. ‘These are from the drunken guy, he wanted to come over and apologize but I convinced him to take a taxi and go home,’ John said as he pointed across the bar. The drunk waved and then stumbled out the. She melted in his arms. A finger slid inside her wet and slippery nether cave. There was a divine membrane obstructing the emperor’s advance.The emperor was not upset because of the obstruction. He smiled instead. It was a sign of good omen. He pulled out his hand and smiled at her. The emperor was a middle-aged man. And he was twice the age of Nissa. But his smile was like a gentle sun shining upon her and warming up her heart.Her heart melted. She moaned loudly when she saw the emperor. Jenna always had a soccer game on Saturday mornings and it always came so early. We were usually in bed by ten p.m. I playfully teased my husband a bit, but he was just too exhausted from work to play with me. I'm not complaining. The man somehow manages to work his butt off and still find time for the kids. I rubbed his back and then curled up next to him until he fell asleep. I however was wide awake. My mind was going a hundred miles an hour trying to figure out what to do with Greg. It.