Frustrated..

We had a get together Saturday night. A guest arrived and greeted everyone, during this greeting, she open mouthed kissed my daughter's boyfriend causing him to yell woah and jumping back. My daughter witnessed said incident. However, this person later told me what happened and well her version involved him slipping her the tongue, but her not wanting to say anything to my daughter because she didn't want to make her upset. I was also asked not to talk to my adult daughter about this.
Well telling me not to talk to  my daughter over something you alleged happened, is just plain silly on your part. I also talked to him about it. They were both disappointed in the version you chose to share but have decided to be like ducks and let it roll of their backs. I am deciding still how I want to deal with this. This blog addressing this is step one. Not announcing your name or who are you is out of kindness you did not show my future son in law with your lies. However, this is not the end I'm sure, because you have a hard time not sharing stories. So I will need another plan. When I do come up with the plan, I can guarandamntee you that you'll be one of the first to know!!

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