I’m sitting here having a cup of coffee trying to figure out the best way to accept a friend who goes back to their cheating, wife beating husband. I think I put on a good facce, but if I have to drive back here next week, I won’t be thrilled.
He was there when we rolled in. He didn’t think I wouldn’t bring her and not come in, did he? Made myself quite handy in the kitchen by making coffee, while never taking my eyes off of him. Even she said that it was disconcerning. I swear to God … if I had enough strength, I would have tried to rip his britches off and shove my combat boot so far up his ass that I’d need to forego the boots.
She’ll be OK … she just has to be strong. And I’ll be there for her if she needs me.
As far as PNAF .. we did end up connecting. He is luscious … answered the door naked and saluting. Not exactly what I had envisioned as a welcome. Once I got over that, it was all good. I love his inhibition and sense of freedom. Most of us female RTS’ers know about his extensive package … I just wasn’t expecting to see it on a friendly ‘I’m in the area’ visit. At the end of the day, though … it’s all good.
I’m about to hit the road and finally go home 