I sigh dramatically. Okay. I guess I'll help you. Standing up it's fairly obvious that my dick is hard, and I have to quickly adjust it to be able to...walk down the hall. Your eyes sparkle with glee as you turn to go towards the supply room, and I swear your ass is swishing back and forth in exaggerated loops, determined to wring as much out of the situation as you possibly can. I am again imagining your thoughts: I know, right? Fucking sexy. I unlock the supply room door and, seeing that no. His guilt was gone. He was trying to protect his family. Lon went in to Leena’s office, realizing that he had been incrediblycircumspect about intruding on her private space for a long time. She neverlocked the door of her office, but Lon had never even opened her office doorwhen she was not there. Opening the door, he saw the clothes she had worn thenight before carelessly thrown about. She must have disrobed very quickly.Over a chair back lay her black satin cocktail dress. On the chair seat. Steve lit the tall red candle.“It's shabbos,” he said.I had forgotten it was a Friday night. Both of us were Jewish but not at all religious in the conventional sense.I poured wine into Carla's glass and into Catherine's, then passed the bottle to Steve.We lifted and clicked glasses, said L'Chaim, then took sips.Then Steve said, “On shabbos we say appreciations. Anything that comes to us that we appreciate, we share.”“I like that idea,” Carla said. “Can I begin.”Again, I was surprised that. We took hikes, we went swimming and bathed each other. We frolicked with the pups. It was nothing for a deer family to come down and drink from the shallows while all five of us were there. Bev would always go up to them and pet them. She didn't need to talk with them; they could communicate without words.We didn't run into any more mountain lions but we did come across a bobcat on one of our hikes and a bear on another. Both were friendly enough. What amazed me was how they treated the wolf.