If you want to become an alcoholic, then go full-tilt and start drinking alone in your goddamn whitie-tighties, but I’m not gonna stand here and watch you drown day after day knowing I poured you the first glass.” He pulled the glass away, “From now on, you’re money’s no good here until after noon.” “Ah, piss off. You ain’t my goddamn priest.” I grumbled, getting off the stool. “But I am your goddamn friend.” He crossed his arms, “You say you never gave a shit about that job at the mill, but you’ve been nothing but miserable since they canned you.” I looked to my left, making sure that the bar was empty. Then I looked at Dave, and sighed. “It ain’t the job, Dave. I never gave a shit about that job, and I still don’t. It’s…” I twirled my hand, searching for the words, “My girls are grown now, and I’ve seen them a grand total of a year since they were five. They’re headed off to school on the other side of the country, and…” I chewed on my lip, “I had prospects, you know? After the divorce, I could’ve gotten ten different jobs – real jobs - in Phoenix, but I stayed here, because this is where my girls were. I put my whole life in a goddamn holding pattern for twelve years, and now it’s over!” I yelled the last words to cover up the sob in my throat. They echoed throughout the room, bouncing off the implacable stare of Dave Farmstead. “The holding pattern, or your life?” He asked. I shrugged. “Somewhere down the line, the holding pattern became my life. I don’t know, man; you keep waiting for the future, then you realize it’s behind you, it happened, and it wasn’t nothing like it was supposed to be.” Dave looked at the glass of whiskey he’d pulled from me. “You’re daughters are coming today, ain’t they?” “Yeah.” I breathed it out like a confession. “So you’ve got one month of future ahead of you.” He took the glass, and carefully poured it back into the bottle, “Enjoy it.” KELSEY Mom and Daniel were arguing in the front seats of the Escalade. They always were these days. It was one of the reasons Josie and I left the more comfortable middle seat empty, oral and sat in the back instead. “You might big as well pay up now.” I sniggered at my twin sister. “He won’t say it.” Josie said, listening carefully. “Oh, he’s getting there.” I grinned, “It’s right on the asian tip of his tongue.” “He won’t say it.” “…while I work tits my ass off every damn day, and what are you doing, huh? Collecting checks from how many men? ” Came Daniel’s voice from the driver’s seat. “Oooo, we’re so close!” I giggled. “He won’t say it.” Josie narrowed her blue eyes, “He doesn’t have the balls.” “…and where are you when I call, Daniel? ” Mom spat, “On conference again? That’s what Shelly says, but of course, Shelly always seems to be out of breath when I call her! Such a rigorous job it must be, being your japan secretary!” “Now you listen to me, you vindictive cunt! ” “Bingo!” I cackled, though the exclamation was drowned out by Mom’s wrathful shrieks. Pantie line! Deana's expression said she felt the same way he did. Emily went on. cock in my hand and visions of Becky and Monie in my head. “And you're so tight,” I growled. She has brown hair and dark eyes that look caring and makes she look years younger that she really is. Pretty face, double D cups and ass that oral looks tits like asian she is cycling four hours a day, makes she a looker. After Mrs. Wyatt had placed me on the embalming table and had went upstairs; I had revived and raised up just as she was coming down the stairs. Do you like this guy, or not?” Kelly answered without much hesitation, bringing a small smile to the corners of Stephanie’s lips. japan Avan’s head dropped. “OK but first suck these two cocks clean”. We would take turns going upstairs to see when his mom passed out, I am your whore.” But they're nothing like seeing you. My cock was almost completely erect but was pined between my left leg and my big sister's left butt check and it would have stayed there I bet but here both my sister and I made a mistake. “Only for one night though, unfortunately.” He looked playfully sad, putting on the slightest of pout but still looking sharp and handsome. “Mmm, yes, let's get each other squeaky clean,” she purred, her eyes so dark, almost swallowing me up. Give me somebody to talk to while Benny is running around screaming at horses.” "I know," Rose agreed, prior to looking at me. "Hey, Lil, my mom told me that she gave me my name because you brought her red roses?