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I may have been a bit disappointed but I certainly was not going to jeopardize the good thing I had going with her and her mother by making an issue of it.Then there came the day Ellen said I could still be her friend but I could not be her boyfriend anymore. I was crushed and managed to pout and stay away from her house for three days. At that time I didn’t really understand how she could not be my girlfriend after all we had done? Her mother was not home when she told me the devastating news so I assumed that meant her mother too.Of course, I went into a spiteful fit of anger and swore I would never walk by her house again. Three days later I got over my snit and could not stay away from the Farrow’s houses any longer. After all, we were supposed to still be friends. After Ellen invited me in and they set out the tea and cookies Mrs. Farrow assured me that I was still her boyfriend which took much of the sting out of my disappointment. After the tea and cookies, Mrs. Farrow led a. Uncertainty about this Rob, or Robert, guy, excitement at what Chloe might show us tonight. When I looked over at Kathleen, I thought I saw the same feelings. Kathleen spoke first."So, John, where are we?" Honestly? I don't know. Really, I don't." Are you sorry about it?"I knew what she meant."No!"I moved over beside Kathleen and kissed her. Tweaked a handy nipple under her t-shirt. Palmed her breast."How about you?"Kathleen smiled. Extended her hand to rub me for a moment."No, I'm not sorry. I'm satisfied, I guess, if that makes any sense. I don't think Chloe is sorry, either."She looked out the window at our soggy and bedraggled garden."I don't know whether it'll ever happen again. Doesn't matter. It's what Chloe wants, not us."Another pause. Another long look out the window. When Kathleen turned back she was smiling."I dunno. I really don't. But I'm betting our daughter has something up her sleeve. And I think I'm going to like it."Another pause. She grinned."If I'm right, you're.
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