He was a food delivery guy, about 5.9 inches in height and pretty long hair. We ordered food to be delivered at a specific time that was pretty late at night and then forgot about it. After watching the movie we decided to do the deed. She put on this lingerie and was blow drying her hair when he rang the bell. We were surprised who would ring at 11:00 but then it we remembered that it was our food. I was changing cat litter so she looked out of the peep hole. His long hair made it look like it was a woman. She opened the door in lingerie and realized that it was a man. She took the meal and closed the door. He apparently liked what he saw because my wife has the built where when she enters a room, her boobs will enter well before she does. They are literally that nice and I can not blame the guy for ogling but what he did after that was very dangerous. He knew the address so he started stealing our garbage. We would put it out and he would come late at night and take away bags. Thro...
Growing up, I thought my father had everything figured out. He always seemed calm. Bills were paid. Problems were handled. If something broke, he fixed it. If something went wrong, he had a plan. To me, he wasn’t just a parent — he was the standard of what being strong meant. A few years ago, I walked into the living room late at night and saw him sitting alone in the dark. No TV. No phone. Just staring at the floor. I asked if everything was okay. He smiled quickly and said, “Yeah, just thinking.” But his voice sounded tired in a way I had never noticed before. That night I overheard him on a call talking about financial stress, medical bills, and work pressure. He wasn’t calm because life was easy. He was calm because he didn’t want us to feel the weight of it. It hit me hard. For the first time, I saw him not as some unshakable figure, but as a man carrying more than he ever showed. A man who was scared sometimes. A man who didn’t always have the answers but tried anyway. We don’t ...