Men Must Call, Or Someone Pays - For Our Magic Place

[no_bedof_roses]

If a man says he’ll phone, HE MUST DO SO OR BURN IN THE PUTRID FIERY HELL OF SATAN’S ARSE. (Unknown Woman)"We went out, for four dates. They were fantastic. I mean really, really good dates, you know?" Chela sipped a glass of water, dabbing her eyes with Kleenex, reclining on the lounge chair beside Alexa's. "The last one? We almost...you know

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[no_bedof_roses]

Alexa sent Chela home, where Marta would continue the comfort of the disillusioned teenager. Mira went to the guest room to lie down for a nap. Alexa went in and fixed her hubby some of his favorite munchies, and set them next to the couch along with the remote control, all polished and ready for the game.

Yes, Zen balance was good. But she still felt kind of guilty. So she read her new novel and sipped white sangria, patiently waiting his return so that he could enjoy his game in peace and comfort. No fighting for the remote, no wanting to get glimpses of some other show during commercials.