"Where are you going? I didn't expect to separate right away." I don't think I want to live with you anymore Jill. You'll be hearing from my lawyer, G...eorge Albright, soon, I expect." I told her as I went into my den and picked up my laptop.She just sat there with her mouth hanging down as I left and headed to the apartment I'd rented near my work a week ago. I'd already started to furnish it and had started moving my personal stuff over to it while she was at work or fucking her lover.When I. Still, he had paid for my drink so it was only polite to keep talking to him while I drank it. And besides, it kept some of the others guys from swarming me for a while, giving me a chance to think. Just a minute later though, a pretty brunette was suddenly standing next to our table, glaring both at me and Michael. "What the hell are you doing with her?" Then she looked at me specifically, "And what the fuck are you doing with my boyfriend?" "Boyfriend?" I repeated coldly, glaring at Michael.. Mum snuggled under my arm with her head on my chest. We sipped our drinks. The wine was nice and dry, and ice cold. I drank half of my glass and leant forward to put my glass on the table. Mum did the same."Feeling better now?" she asked."Much. Still feel like a stupid teenager though."Mum reached up and hooked a hand around the back of my neck. She pulled me down and we kissed. Mum sighed into my mouth and worked her tongue against mine. We broke for air after five minutes or so and grinned at. I thought I heard a dog barking like mad in the distance and I prayed the stranger was going to come back to his senses before the beast mauled me.“Has that man laid a hand on you, Hayley?”His sudden question took me by surprise. It was such an odd thing to ask. What did he care?“I’m talking to you, girl," he shouted again and I nearly jumped out of my skin in fear. "Did he touch you? Did he make you touch him? Did your mom tell you to, uh, be nice to him?”“No?”“Is that a question or an.