It was my daughter's best friend's bachelorette party. I'd known Cherise since she was a little girl and had always enjoyed having her over. She and my daughter, Susan, had had their share of falling outs over the years but always made up. They traded boyfriends once or twice in high school and had both gotten through college with their degrees and were now beginning their careers. It had been nice to watch them grow up t...

When mom let the two girls in, I wondered what was happening. I'd asked for men, and two girls showed up. I told my guests to wait while I found out what was going on. I went into the kitchen, and one of the girls was on the phone, belittling someone. I learned it was the dispatcher from the agency, so I asked if I could talk to them. The dispatcher explained the mix-up and offered me a discount or to reschedule. I couldn...

After Debbie left and I got into bed, I thought about how we interacted. I'd experimented in college but gave that up when I met Frank. The girls I was with mainly wanted to see my boobs. We were usually drunk and experimenting, and most didn't want to talk about it the next day. My parents would have cut off my college funds if I had brought a girl home or come out to them. I don't have any regrets about my choices. I've...

The wedding was perfect; Cherise was so happy and thanked me for being her friend and confidant. I was so glad she found her true love and hoped they lasted forever. There were plenty of pretty people at the wedding and reception, mostly Eric's relatives, who must have heard about the bachelorette party and gave me the stink eye as the story spread during the reception. Screw them! We had fun, and I met Vicki. Plus, my de...

I felt good the following day, I had only my fingers and an old vibe since Franks's death, and I missed him and his touch. I didn't enjoy my self-imposed celibacy, it had been a little over two years since his death, and it was about time I started dating again. But I had no clue where to start. I certainly wasn't going to date Debbie or have her in my bed again. She was nice, but I didn't trust her after seeing how she c...