It was now almost two years that Dawn and I had been singing together. Our reputation had grown and we were now a very popular act on the blowjob Algarve in Portugal, we had more offers of bookings than we could possibly fit in. It meant that we could now choose the venues that we preferred. We had even featured on local TV on two occasions. The money was now beyond our wildest dreams, to us, we were rich. We had a new car each, the apartment had benefited as well, loads of lovely furniture, the latest television and we even had Sky. I opened the front door, “Hi, Dawn, I’m back,” I yelled up the stairs, the music was loud. Merle Haggard blasting out one of his sad bar drinking songs. It was our one night off and I had been out shopping for fresh steaks and some veggies and I was starving. Dawn was sat at the living room table, a letter held in her hands, she was crying. “Whatever’s the matter, baby?” I asked, rushing to her side. She cried even harder, then held the letter out to me. 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You’ve got to do it.” After dinner, we sat with a bottle of Rubera Del Duero wine, we discussed all of the pros and cons that we could think of. There were one or two foreseeable problems that came to my mind but I kept these to myself, I had to persuade her that she should do it, I wasn’t trying to talk her out of it. The wine was all gone, I didn’t fancy another bottle, it was a bit heavy for drinking on its own, so we Hairy hit the brandy instead. By the time we were both quite pissed, we still hadn’t arrived at any conclusion, so I suggested that we should sleep on it and see how we felt tomorrow. Dawn staggered rather badly when she stood, then she tripped over my foot and landed in a heap in my arms. “Oops, I think I’m a bit pissed,” she grinned up at me, then reached her lips up towards mine, “Shit, I love you, kiss me, Dina.” Our lips came together, I wanted to kiss her worries away, it broke my heart when she wasn’t happy. 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