She ran her fingers through my hair as my hands roamed over her body, exploring her like I had the first time we had made out. My hands remembered her...every nuance and touched her in all her favorite places. We had made out many times and it had even lead to sex a few times. I had learned what made her "ooh" and what made her "ahh". While neither of us were the other's first time, we had learned a lot from our times together and we found that we made a pretty good pair.We spent the next 20 or. "I could call Eddie and he can carry you back."That was definitely not something I wanted. I was embarrassed enough as it was, and needing Eddie's help wouldn't exactly make me feel better."What do you want me to do?" I asked, glaring at Luke.Luke smiled and then knelt down in front of the rock with his back facing me."Climb on," he insisted.I frowned and managed to get off the rock without putting too much pressure on my bare feet, but it still hurt. I also felt ridiculous, climbing on Luke's. He leaves me standing there with my juices running down my thighs and wanting him, wanting him hard. after locking everything up, I make my way down the hall and into my bedroom. I fill my large tub full of water and light some black cherry scented candles and place them around the tub. I slip out of my robe, and lower myself into the steaming water. I lie back, close my eyes and drift away. I dont always fantasize about my husband, just like i know he dosent always think of me, everyone needs. "But you won't hear me complaining!"Fran, blushingly, blurted "I hope you don't mind Dr. Monroe..." Under the circumstances I think you can call me 'Art'," Dad dean-panned in a stern voice, but seeing Fran looking uncomfortable, he hastened to add. "Just joking! I am truly delighted you are here. You are so very good for George. Besides he is 18 now - you may recall we celebrated his birthday yesterday - so he is his own master." Well, it is your house," I interjected."No, George. It is our.