You disappear for three years and then want to talk to me?" she was shouting, "You've got a nerve. We're divorced. Marry your slut and leave me alone.... Ann," I begged, "You need to know the true facts–" I know them. I've even got pictures. Talk to my solicitor." She disconnected.Jenny made me some tea. I needed it. I was irate. I was seething, but there was no point in trying again. I would have to see what David could do about arranging a meeting.After work I called at the Police Station and. She ushered me in the door and shut it behind me quickly. It was then that I saw another younger girl at the top of the steps wearing a very small blue bikini and her large able tits were also busting from the top. It was Nancy’s younger sister that I had heard of but had never met. Kim was 2 years younger than Nancy but had a body to die for too. Nancy was quick to introduce me to her sister and the fact that my son had dated her a few times. Kim also knew my son and seems to giggle slightly. The military duffle bag Henry had chosen amused the young lady at the check-in. She clearly was not used to Business Class passengers checking in ratty canvas bags.The twins had their giggles when they entered the Business Class lounge. There were two actors they knew from TV shows and one half-assed rock musician whose music they disliked. There were also two girls their own age. They were all dressed up, made up, and showing the world that they were supermodels in the making. They were. The day was excessively hot and he was wearing just a pair of tattered faded red shorts that must have been fifteen years old, but faithfully comfortable. As the sweat slowly beaded upon his forehead he could feel his eyes close sleepily. Maybe for just a moment, he thought.Then he heard the clank of the latch on his good neighbor gate open in his side yard fence. He watched as his neighbor’s 17-year-old daughter Amanda came through carrying a large yellow and green striped towel. She was.
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