Mature post

You guys just be there, ok?" I said that we would, she gave me directions, we chatted for about an hour bringing each other up to date, and then we hung up. I had four days to wonder what she had that would surprise me and make her so excited. Cathy quizzed me endlessly, but I had to admit I had got nothing on the phone that would serve as the slightest clue as to what was going on. It took what seemed like eight months, but Friday night finally arrived. When we rang the doorbell of Kelly's house, we were met not by Kelly, not Judy, but Mom Collins! I immediately dissolved into tears! Man, mature post was good to see her! "Come on in!" she exclaimed warmly, then hugged us both warmly. When I finally opened my eyes and pulled myself free from her embrace, I found myself looking over Mom's shoulders directly into the eyes of the most beautiful creature on the face of the earth. "Kelly!" I exclaimed, "Oh God, Kelly!" We melted into each other's arms and both cried like babies. I knew Judy had to be there somewhere, but at that moment mature post didn't matter. As we embraced I could feel Cathy's hands, then Mom's, on my shoulders and back. It had been so long... too long! I might have known mature post would take Mom Collins to sort things out. As the evening progressed I learned that Judy hadn't changed her stance, but Mom had given mature post to her straight as she always did. "Those two boys have loved each other for a long time," she had lectured, "And I have never known them to be dishonorable. They have honored your wishes for a year now and have been absolutely miserable, and all they want to do is be friends and have their wives be friends too.