He sat by the window and wrote his stories and sent them off to his publisher. Later his second wife that he gave his life to showed him he was always second to her goals. Milf sex He looked down at the paper for the hundredth time and counted the numbers on the line that showed his current balance. That was all it took to save two lives. When he returned he worked at a thankless job to earn what she gave away to her worthless family without his knowledge. She stepped over the same broken sidewalks past the same deteriorating buildings she saw each day. He had never thought about money. He sat by the window and wrote his stories and sent them off to his publisher. He sat by the window and wrote his stories and sent them off to his publisher. One person he could depend on that would depend on him. So he moved on. You can’t leave me; not alone again.”
He rose from the bench and looked at her as she broke down in
