I received an e-mail from my ex. She wanted to know if she was invited to my sister's dinner for her daughter that was visiting. I replied "I don't know, I'd have to ask."
We had a fun time but my ex was not invited. My neice is definitely my favorite of all. I had her convinced, as a child, that she actually was my daughter. I would sit with her on the sofa and rub her back and when I stopped she would reach back and take my hand and make me rub her back even more. God, I loved this girl!
My other favorite neice was a real pain in the ass. She'd want me to help her get on the couch but got distracted by something else and would leave for awhile only to come right back and ask me to help her on the couch. This went on for hours. We taught her to sing "Take me out to the ballgame" during the 7th inning stretch of a Chicago ballgame. My youngest brother had her wrestling in the floor when he would count 1,2,3...she would say "ding, ding, ding!"
But back to the story. I told my ex that I had made her a plate of food and she could swing by and pick it up anytime....along with my cum of course! I had told her that I had only 3 girls/women in my life that I considered to be "in love with" and she wasn't one of those!
I told her that I did love her but I didn't know what that had meant until I met Carolyn.
We finally agreed to take that as a truth even though she wanted me to tell her that I did love her too. I did! Sorry ladies, but it's true. Women love to hear that bullshit!
So now I'll have to wait till next week to see if she has taken the bait. Wish me luck!!