Charlotte York was not a happy camper. Spending the evening thinking you were some random slut ho bag was bad enough; the fact that it was a slut ho bag that she knew made it even worse. And Samantha didn't even have to decency to remember what her ex-husband looked like! Oh, she knew Samantha never really cared much about that sort of thing, but ( Read more... )

A day like today was the perfect day to make Charlotte very, very glad that when she redid this place, she included a fireplace in the floorplan. And that it was gas, not electrical (you certainly didn't expect it would be a real one, did you?), so that the cold from the power going out wasn't nearly as bad ( Read more... )