I was still quite awake and fantasizing about what I’d have done then if I’d had knowledge of the future. I pondered over and over how, even if it...were possible, changing the past would obliterate my present. I had no desire to lose my wife or family, and felt bad for even entertaining thoughts of “what if” and fantasies about an ex who wasn’t even an ex! What had happened between Ruth and I was woven into the tapestry of who and what sort of man I was today. I wouldn’t change that for a. ’ He pressed his face into the soft crease of her lovely bottom, sensing how she was ready- moist…wet even. As she felt the elastic tugged aside, she sensed the air on her wetness and her thighs splayed all the more widely. Andrew began to lick and tease and caress until Clare was sopping with moisture and unable to resist reaching down to touch herself through the material. Andrew watched as she reached under both of them, raising her tummy up off the bed as her fingers slipped onto her. "Hey k**do," I greet Amber, "how's grade school going?"Amber sticks her tongue out at me. "I'm going to be going to college soon, meanie."I can't help but tease her. Her pouts are just so sexy. Almost as sexy as the rest of her. Tonight she's wearing a form-fitting green sweater, and a nice short skirt. Her shapely legs are barefoot. Long blond hair, done in a ponytail, small firm breasts, and a cute tight butt, which she's kindly displaying as she bends over to pick up an ornament the wind. He worked on it for a long time before he pulled away and stood up. "Where's your room?" he whispered excitedly."Oh God," she moaned but then gasped in the same breath, "Down the hall." Come on," Ryan said and began to pull her toward the hallway."Wait," she said with concern and looked up the stairs."Don't worry, Sandra won't be up for a while."Ryan saw her bite her lip thoughtfully and thought that she was going to protest. He almost sighed when she reached down to push her panties from her.