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When you've just got in from a hard days work. You get home to find your other half is being a jerk. You get in the door for less than quarter of an hour.
Uncouth aggressive and annoying Traits in you I cant keep ignoring You used to bring me pretty flowers Now you stay in the pub for hours.
Chapter 39 I ran as fast as I could in the dark. John was too busy with his knee I managed to run away from him. He kept calling my name but I ran. As I came home I unlocked the door.
Chapter 5 - Part 1 (Emily) It had been a horribly long week at school and I embraced the weekend as my salvation. I didn't even really like Donna.
I think there is a mouse. Living in my house. The little unwelcome guest. Has caused some unrest. The way my cats stare. At the door under the stairs. Their noses sniff around the door.
You're sat on the sofa, Transfixed on the tv. I don't understand - What's wrong with me. I yearn for you to come taste my lips, For your hands to wander over my breasts and hips.
I spent the rest of the afternoon and evening with my parents, downstairs in our living room. The room is "biscotti" in colour and adorned with teal and grey accents. I don't really like it.
One day a little boy come home from school and found his mommy "sleeping" on top of another man.
"Well. What happened?" Jonny asked curiously. "OK, I'll tell you." She replied taking a deep breath. "We where sitting on the couch, me and Robbie, watching TV.
Mathew swiftly followed her, she was running at a high speed towards a room the room had a sign on the door that said Elizabeth. As Mary Barged through the door he heard a faint wailing.
Bob was in trouble. He forgot his wedding anniversary. His wife was really annoyed.
This is a story about a couple who had been happily married for years. The only friction in their marriage was the husband's habit of farting loudly every morning when he awoke.
A wife speaking to her husband. You. You never clean the house. You. Always make a mess. You never do the washing up, or either do the shopping.
So once again she looked upset. The dishes were unwashed and were piled up. "could you not of washed up?" he looked up and smiled. " yes I could of" he replied but gave no eye contact.