“If it gets to be a little too much, you know, down the line; we could pick up the slack with Zoey. Your call of course,” she said. I think she no...iced my face clouding over.“No, that’s my responsibility. Just like it was Grant’s when your son came along,” I said.“Okay, I wasn’t trying to interfere with anything, just letting you know we’re around if you need any help.” She nodded toward my legs.“No, we’ve got things figured out. We won’t need anything along those lines,” I said. She nodded,. ”“Ah,” Melinda said understanding how it was that they had chosen the men they had married.“Samuel Donaldson instilled in his daughters the idea that they never had to settle for second best. He raised them to be independent, intelligent, and driven. Above all, he taught them to pursue excellence.”“That explains a lot,” Melinda said.Shelly was silent for a moment and then said, “It is so easy to assume that the clans are ruled by testosterone driven men, particularly the Ables clan. Five. He said his name was Mike and then looked at me and said that he dressed as Michael and that a year ago we met at Sweet Wednesday. Where we made out like to Lesbos and then afterwards we spent some time in his room. I the last time I was at Sweet Wednesday was over a year ago and here was a guy attracted to slutty Cindy both times. I met a hot looking CD named Chantal who was hot, sexy and passable. We struck up conservation where she invited me to attend her to SOHO to visit a club called. I throw on a robe, fill my cup up, grab the cheese danish and sit on the balcony. Well, here goes nothing. I hit “hubby” on my phone. He picks up on the third ring. “Hi babydoll. How’s your trip?” “It’s going … better than expected, actually.” “What are you doing?” “At the moment, I’m just having a light breakfast and planning my day out. I have to stop down at the business center here at the hotel and see if a fax came through.” “A fax? Who faxes anymore?” “Well, for some reason I’m unable to.
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