Help of a in law (Flying Ferret & CutiestKitty 88)
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				Title: <strong>Help of a in law (Flying Ferret &amp; CutiestKitty 88)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>07-11-2009, 09:06:10</strong>
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				Mike Ryan opened his eyes slowly the room was bathed in sunlight streaming through the window which he had forgotten to draw the blinds over last night.<br><br>His head hurt,his eyes felt sore and his mouth like he had been eating sand he felt ill then his blue bloodshot eyes settled on a can of beer on the bedside table.Then his muddled brain remembered why he felt like this most of the last few weeks looking around there were more cans empty and some half full.<br><br>The room smelt horrible,he smelt horrible he ran a hand over the stubble over his face up into his unkempt hair he needed a hair cut.He reached a hand out to the side of him into emptiness where has a few weeks before it would have touched his wife's warm body.<br><br>That thought snapped his mind into a bad mood his wife,the whore more like who had&nbsp; left him for her boss at work who he had introduced her through his contacts in the construction industry.<br><br>A ringing&nbsp; was now in his head,he shook it to clear it but it would not go away then it registered it was the door bell.He stumbled out of bed and pulled on some jogging pants stained with spilt beer and took his 6 ft frame down the stairs to the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Help of a in law (Flying Ferret &amp; CutiestKitty 88)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>09-11-2009, 16:02:22</strong>
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				Waiting patiently downstairs was his ex-wife's mother. Having heard the situation straight from the horse's mouth(her daughter), this mother was pissed. Ringing the bell continuously, each with more anger behind it. When the door finally opened, the short, 5'4" mid-40's women glared up Mike Ryan.<br><br>"My daughter is with a new man," she asked angrily. Her pale but wise blue eyes were hurt more than anything. Wearing a pair of loose black jeans and a green sweatshirt, she still couldn't believe it when she said it. "I fought for you, Mike Ryan!" <br><br>Ashley's auburn colored hair was tied into a long ponytail, her fingers holding onto her pursue as if it was a lifeline and she'd drown without it. Her ring finger was empty, the only thing resembling what had been there was the marks left behind after never removing them for 19 years. 
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				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 13:09:09</strong>
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				When he opened the door he was met by the sight of this woman's angry stare and words that were hissed at him.It took awhile for his befuddled mind the register her words and for his brain to place who it was,although he knew her so well.<br><br>"Oh hello Ashley there was no need for you to come all this way to tell me what I already know about your daughter" he stopped short of saying how he felt about her."You best come in"<br><br>He turned and left the door open he needed a drink.Making his way to the refrigerator he opened the door the shelf's full of beer cans opening one he turned"You want one help yourself"<br><br>He wiped a arm over the kitchen table making space between the cans and plates on to place his after taking a long pull on it<br><br>.Looking at her reminded him a little of her daughter,though she had favoured her father more, "so what do you want Ashley? to save the marriage, it maybe a little late for that.
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				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 16:42:47</strong>
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				Following her soon to be ex-son-in-law, the woman was appalled by her findings. Beer can's littered the counters, some on the floor and the fridge. Sighing softly, she pulled out a seat from the dining room table and fell it in.<br><br>"Actually, I'm here because," she paused for a few seconds, another sigh escaping her matured lips, "I need a place to stay, Mike." Knowing it would be a great shock to him and he'd be quick to ask why, she answered for him. "My daughter was living with us after she left you and I was furious. We fought all the time and my husband kicked me out for her."<br><br>Eyes fixed on the ground, her focal point the edge of the carpet, Ashley concentrated. Fighting to let a single tear drop from her now glossy eyes. Everything just seemed to go bad for everyone so fast by such surprise. She just didn't know what to do and for someone who always had her life figured out, this was the scariest day of her life. Her face was twisted with obvious anger, frustration and fear. Looking towards Mike for some shred of support, she waited. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Help of a in law (Flying Ferret &amp; CutiestKitty 88)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>11-11-2009, 03:33:20</strong>
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				He let the words work there way into his alcohol confused mind and then he laughed he threw his head back and laughed loudly.<br><br>"He threw you out did he well he always did dote on his little girl" he raised his can "good riddance to them both" he took a long drink reached into the fridge and pushed one over the table "here you go you may has well join the happy gang"<br><br>When she made no effort to pick up the drink he staggered to his feet "Well this is going to feel like some sort of female swap but of course you may stay you know where the spare room is.I am going to buy some more beer"<br><br>He staggered off down the road grinning,his mother in law moving in that should that should cause a laugh at work.Ahh Work he had not been for a few weeks never sober and nobody came round now.<br><br><br>He walked on well it would be nice to have her here ,he had always secretly liked Ashley she was a looker even now.She must have been stunning when she was younger.Well she could stay he thought but she had better not try and change him.
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				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>12-11-2009, 19:15:44</strong>
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				Sighing at the disappointing sight of her daughter's ex-husband, his drunken stupor made this older women not want to drink. And although she was in much pain over what happened to her, she just couldn't help feeling worse for Mike. Watching him stumble out of his house, the short older woman stood. Staring at the state of the kitchen, she let out another sigh.<br><br>With little to entertain herself, Ashley was quick to start throwing out the emptied cans and after that was done she began to clean the kitchen and making a list of what needed to be bought for healthy lunches and dinners for the two of them. She hated putting her problems on someone else but the woman couldn't help but pray she could somehow help Mike get his life back together.
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				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>13-11-2009, 10:24:59</strong>
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				Down at the store he bought another pack of beer the owner used to seeing him just gave him a disapproving look but still sold it too him.<br><br>Walking back moving the weight around his mind was clearing a little in the crisp air.Well at least now he knew where Julie was at her fathers house and not living with that prick he had once called a friend.<br><br>He thought on Ashley's words she had stood up to her daughter and backed him,well at least it seemed he may still have one friend left.<br><br>Reaching the house he opened the door something was different and has he staggered through the living room it hit him.No mess.<br><br>He stopped and looked around the cans were gone and all the pizza boxes the windows were open and the place smelt of cleaning products and fresh air.Walking on into the kitchen he placed the beer on the table and looked around again it was the same in here the surfaces sparkling.<br><br>The sound of empty cans clashing came from the backyard he stuck his head out of the door noticing the grass needed cutting and saw her at the bin putting bags in.<br><br>He ducked his head back hoping she had not sen him well I guess I cannot expect her to live in a pig sty but I am not letting her change me.Then he noticed something else the place smelt like it used to it had the scent of a woman around it and something e he had not smelt for weeks.<br><br>The phone rang he answered then called out of the door "Ashley your husband is one the phone"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Help of a in law (Flying Ferret &amp; CutiestKitty 88)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>17-11-2009, 21:07:26</strong>
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				Having not noticed Mike had returned home, she was pleased with her progress. Standing above the trash bins with her back facing the kitchen, she carelessly bent forward to pick up the filled bag before tossing it into the bin and putting the lid on it. When she head Mike call to her, she blushed for a quick minute hoping the distance from kitchen to garbage pale's too far for the young man to notice.<br><br>Strutting back to the house like an angry child, she took the phone from Mike. Her blue eyes said it all, "my husband can kiss my ass". Placing the phone to her ear, her red lips moved quickly. "Do NOT call this house without Mike's permission and do NOT try to contact me as long as you are sticking up for Julie!" And with that said the phone hit was hung up and placed on the table.<br><br>"Thanks Mike but next time, just hang up on him for me. Okay?"
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				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>18-11-2009, 01:17:34</strong>
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				He stood by the phone and watched her quickly cross the distance from the door to the phone.He stood back as she took it from him.<br><br>Her voice was angry not raised but with a coldness that made him shiver and when she slammed to phone down and turned to him her blue eyes were burning with rage.<br><br>He smiled "He can call more often if this is how you react.You look dam sexy when you are angry." he reached for a can and cracked it open.<br><br>"I see you have been busy while I have been out I guess I have rather let the place go to ruin over the last few weeks.If you need to go to get some food then the car keys are over there and my wallet is by the phone just take my card.I have all I need right here"<br><br><br>"The Guest room should be OK Julie always left it made up and I have not been in there".<br><br>He noticed the fire was dimming a little but now her eyes had a warning look in them that he had seem in her daughters the look that said she did not like what she was looking at.<br><br>He picked up the cans and moved towards the fridge hoping he had misread the look he took another sip spilling a little on his top.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Help of a in law (Flying Ferret &amp; CutiestKitty 88)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>19-11-2009, 13:23:08</strong>
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				Trying to calm herself down after the hang up. Ashley was quick to notice yet another beer in his hands. Scowling at him, she made a b-line towards him. Once he got his head out of the fridge she took his drink away.<br><br>"You don't need this shit, Mike!" She snapped and walked away.
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				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>20-11-2009, 00:45:04</strong>
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				He had not misread the look he realised when the can was snatched from his grasp.<br><br>Before he could even say anything she had dropped it in the bin contents and all before storming out of the room.<br><br>Well if that is the way she wanted it so be it he went back and got another one from the cooler still warm but better than none.Like a furtive teenager he crept up stairs to his room his eyes darting around looking for any sign of her,he made it safely.<br><br>Once inside he propped a chair against the door and slumped on his bed.Who the hell did she think she was he had offered her a bed to stay in and this was his thanks.His muddled mind began to tell him maybe he had offered her the wrong bed and he should have offered her his that was why she was pissed at him.<br><br>He drunk deeply he would have been obviously aroused if he was not so drunk has he thought on ASHLEY REPLACING HER DAUGHTER IN HIS BED HE CHUCKLED NOW THAT WOULD BE A FINE THING.<br><br><br>The thought of ASHLEY MAKING LOVE WAS NOT NEW HE HAD THOUGHTS WHEN Julie HAD FIRST INTRODUCED HIM.All those nights he had stayed over he had strained to hear any sound of her and her husband going for it but had not heard a thing.<br><br>He drained the can maybe that was it she had not had it for years.He chuckled again well there were a few people he knew who would love to take care of that.<br><br>Shaking the can he dropped on the pile in the corner,moved the chair,took a look out and went sneaking back towards the kitchen.
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				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>20-11-2009, 20:12:38</strong>
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				Moving about the house like a sneaking cat, Mike would never hear her. She was currently in the living room mindlessly cleaning it up. It looked like he hadn't been in there for years. Dust all over the TV and tables. Had he been living in his room and the kitchen? He didn't seem to social, especially since her daughter left him.<br><br>Still, it was weird. Before Julie left he was a sweet guy. Caring to no end and before the drinking he had a good, hard body. Unfortunately Mike Ryan was just the shadow of the man he had once been. Too busy drinking to take care of his house or himself. It truly bothered Ashley who, after meeting Mike, dreamt about his hard body rocking her's all nig- What was she thinking? This was her daughter's ex-husband and she was married!<br><br>"No, no." She said outloud, clearly shaking her head in hopes of removing the thoughts and fantasy. It wasn't easy though. Ashley was always a cougar, had many wanna-be flings with younger men to spite her old and lazy husband. He barely lifted a finger for her nowadays let alone touched her. But, he was a good man and she did love him, even though she hated him at the current moment.
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				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>21-11-2009, 18:22:48</strong>
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				He got to the kitchen sneaking past the door behind which he could here her moving things around reaching his objective he opened the door.<br><br>The shelf's were empty his beer gone.He stomped out to the bin and there were his new cans noticeable by there non crushed state and also by there emptiness.<br><br>Dam her Dam Dam her his mind screamed he stalked back to the house and threw the door to the living room open.<br><br>The room was starting to gleam "you threw it away! You threw it away! he exclaimed " dam you" he stepped back and slammed the door charging back upstairs.<br><br>In his room he buried his head in his pillow cursing the wife and her mother he fell asleep shortly afterwards.<br><br>When he awoke he was sober for the first time in weeks.He sniffed the air something smelt then it dawned it was him.The room smelt of his odour and stale alcohol and himself he put his feet down onto a crushed can.
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				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>23-11-2009, 14:48:03</strong>
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				Having Mike storm out and be all pissed at her did nothing to this woman. With a soft smile, she knew her ex-son-in-law would be taking her the next day. Since the weather was becoming increasingly colder outside each day, Ashley thought it be a good idea to make a heaping pan of some Kale Soup. Unfortunately, Mike hadn't awaken for dinner and was passed out for the rest of the day.<br><br>Knowing where the guestroom was, the woman went upstairs and shut the door behind her. Removing her sweatshirt and jeans, she placed them in the far corner of the room. They stunk of booze, cleaning materials and soup. Not a good combination. Realizing she'd take a shower in the morning, she removed her bra and just slept in her white panties. Too tired to check and see if she locked the door, the older woman was soon passed out.
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				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>24-11-2009, 17:37:36</strong>
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				He yelped a little but he was OK looking around the room it looked and smelt like a tip.He staggered between the cans and opened the window the fresh morning air hit him and he breathed it in deeply the coldness helping to clear his head.<br><br>Turning back to the room he noticed the bin was full but there was lots of bags from the liqueur store around he scooped up all the cans and put then in the bags.He then dragged the sheets from the bed and the covers of the pillows piling everything up he staggered downstairs and out into the yard and the bin.<br><br>He was surprised the bin was already full of cans but he managed to get the others in before going to the garage and putting the other stuff in the washing machine.Hell he thought and stripped naked and placed his rancid clothes in has well.<br><br>Naked he went back into the house, then he noticed the how clean and how fresh it smelt which struck him has strange taking into account his room.He went and got some clean clothes from the bedroom and was walking to the bathroom when he stopped outside the guest room there was a strong smell of perfume.<br><br>He opened the door a crack the smell was stronger he peered around it a figure was on the bed at first he thought it was his wife then he realised it was his mother in law and she was topless on the sheet.<br><br>He should have shut the door but he stared for awhile her body looked good her naked breasts moved has she rolled onto her back the dark nipples attracting his eyes.He felt himself stirring and it bought him back to reality and he closed the door quickly.<br><br>When had she arrived maybe that explained the clean house aware of his nakedness he bolted to the shower he dived behind the shower door and turned on the water and for the first time in weeks he washed.
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				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>25-11-2009, 14:57:33</strong>
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				The sheets were only half-way up on her body giving Mike the perfect view of her mature bosom. They were easily C cups and didn't sag so much since even Ashley could admit, they weren't 100% real. Hell, most of the time her husband would work and she'd spend the money on clothing, jewelry or something else materialistic.<br><br>Being a very light sleeper, the woman woke up rather quickly when the door closed with a sudden quickness. Her blue eyes jolting from her naked chest to the door, she quickly looked around the room. Her small, hands tugging the sheets to cover the rest of herself. "Mike, was that you?" She asked.<br><br>Ashley didn't deny it, half of her wanted him to be in the room with her just too scared to admit what he felt. However, the rest of her knew it was completely wrong and when the woman realized he wasn't there, she let out a frustrated sigh. Already one night in another man's house, her ex-son-in-law's to be exact, and she's already hoping for sex. What was she thinking.<br><br>Enjoying the warmth of the blankets and firm bed, she decided not to get up and run around right away. Instead, she sought the TV remote and turned it on. Flicking through the channels, she hoped something good would be on besides for all the dumb early news and morning shows. Finding nothing that great, she idly brushed her auburn locks with her brush and waited for something. She didn't know what, but she was waiting.
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				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>27-11-2009, 14:23:56</strong>
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				Now showered and shaved he dressed in clean white t shirt and jeans he felt a hundred percent better now he needed to know about Ashley.<br><br>He walked back to her room and knocked on the door "Ashley are you awake I think we need to talk I am sorry to say I cannot remember you arriving.I will go put on some coffee come down when you are ready"<br><br>He went to the kitchen hell he needed a drink but he fought the feeling instead boiling the kettle and pouring out two cups.Then he waited he needed to know what had happened to him and what had bought her here.
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				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 13:48:48</strong>
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				"Okay, give me a few minutes." The woman called out through the door. After a few more minutes of watching TV, the redhead got up from the warm bed. Deciding to take a shower later in the day, the pale woman wasted no time putting on a pair of black jeans with a pink v-neck. Heading downstairs, she almost lunged at the coffee, she loved that stuff that much. Plus it helped wake her up in the morning.<br><br>Noting Mike's current attire and clean body, Ashley almost blushed when she made quick eye contact with him. Was that really him all clean because of her? Whatever happened, she liked it and smiled at him like a giddy 4 year old. "Feels good to be sober again, no?" Thinking about some of her friends who had gotten drunk in the past, Ashley let out a soft sigh.<br><br>She remembered how some, when drunk, would say and do stuff but when sober would forget completely about it. "Do you even remember yesterday Mike, or the day before that?" She asked in a soft voice, sitting beside him at the dinning room table as she slowly sipped her coffee.
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				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 01:59:56</strong>
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				She came into the room and he could not help admiring how well the jeans hugged her thighs and nice ass.The breasts he had seen fleetingly not too long ago now hidden under her top he watched her down her coffee with a gusto.<br><br>Her smile seemed to light up the room he had not seen a woman smile in this house for a long time<br><br>"Yes it feels good to be aware of things but not so good to not know what has been happening.The last thing I remember is your daughter slamming the door when she left...hell how long ago was that."<br><br>His words tumbled out now "How long have you been here Ashley..why are you here in fact..I must have looked a hell of a mess when you arrived".<br><br>He drunk his coffee feeling his senses starting to return looking at the attractive woman opposite him wondering where her husband was but glad he was not here.He had never gotten along with the man feeling he was over protective of his daughter he should have been of his wife Mike had seen the way men looked at her and the way she returned those looks.
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				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 14:14:47</strong>
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				Sighing softly, Ashley didn't really want to talk about her daughter's actions of late but decided to when she gazed into Mike's sad eyes. "It's been a few weeks. Julie moved back in with us and I left because I didn't want to be around her." Walking over to Mike, her old but wise blue eyes held so much empathy for the poor man. "I'm so sorry for what that woman did to you, Mike Ryan. You're a good man and never deserved such a thing." Her voice was calm and gentle, like a mother speaking to her child.<br><br>Before Mike could say or do anything, the redhead crossed the room and pulled Mike into a tight hug. Although he was taller than her, she forced him to bend down a little for his head to rest upon her small shoulder. "I never believed she was capable of such things, Mike. And Henry, my husband, is defending her. Stood old bastard." She whispered, her soft mature hands rubbed up and down his back. "But this is there lose Mike. Not your's or mine. They're the fuck-up's, remember?" 
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				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>02-12-2009, 01:31:59</strong>
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				Mike listened has his mother in law explaining away the last few weeks filling in the blanks of his mind her tone was soothing has if cleaning a wound and he started to understand why he had descended to such a low point.<br><br>She suddenly was close pulling him into her so he felt her breasts against him and she pulled his head to her shoulder and he breathed in the smell the light smell of perfume on her skin.The movements of her hands on his back gently the embrace was warm and reassuring and he felt a bond with this woman.A part from her looks she could not be further removed in personality from his wife and he found himself wishing she was more towards his age but then again did she need to be.<br><br>He lifted himself from her "You are right Ashley it is there loss especially for Henry you are more of a prize to lose than your daughter is too me if you do not mind me saying so..I best get my act together and start to sort out work.Has for you then you can stay has long has you please I am pleased you are here."<br><br>He walked to a cupboard and came back with a set of keys to the house,the garage and the car he handed them over, "there you go housemate what is mine is yours so help yourself to whatever you want treat the house like your own it could do with a make over a fresh start."<br><br>He was just about to go out of the doorway&nbsp; but he turned "Do you have your clothes here if not then we can go buy a whole new wardrobe for you like I say start&nbsp; fresh?" 
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				Post by: <strong>cutestkitty88</strong> on <strong>02-12-2009, 14:56:20</strong>
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				Her skin grew a little red from Mike's comment about her being a prize. "Thank you," was all the woman would say as they embraced for a little longer. Watching him closely, she took the keys in and hand and put them in her pocket. "You haven't seen my car?" She asked with a sly smile, hoping to spike Mike's curiosity. When he went to the door and opened it, the short redheaded woman stood up and pointed out the door.<br><br>"Remember Henry's favorite antique? The 1965 Mustang." She giggled as the car was sitting in front of the house. The paint job was the classic cherry red color. Knowing Mike would probably light up with excitement, she walked up behind him and slipped a key for the car into his hand. "I'll share her with you. Oh and I did bring my own stuff but if you insist... I would like to see how you handle the Mustang."
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				Post by: <strong>Flying Ferret</strong> on <strong>03-12-2009, 01:26:11</strong>
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				He had not given any thought has to how she had gotten to the house till she mentioned her car he did not recall her owning one anyway so he was curious.<br><br>He opened the door his eyes widening she had bought the car that car the one her husband treasured he was going to be so pissed.<br><br>"You..You stole his car" he stammered this woman sure did leaving in style.He felt her soft hand touch his a set of keys pushed into his palm she was offering to share the beauty with him he walked out of the door.<br><br>"Sure I would love to take it for a spin" he had&nbsp; not heard about her clothes he was so wrapped in the car "To the mall it is then and you can splash some cash on my card it is worth it to get to drive this.Ashley you are a woman of many surprises I think I am going to like having you around."
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