"Lita, I'm gonna rub Brindy in the bedroom, 'kay?" Sure!" with a hint of giggle.Not about sex. I massaged the areas she requested."Dave, are you SURE?...I mean, you 'n' Lita ... like a perfect couple. Pat said so." I admit I'm kind of nervous, Brin," I said. "I love Lita to pieces. But she says..." She said it first. Her idea." So are YOU sure?" Me?" Are you crazy? I love Pat ... but I was jealous of Lita. At least a little bit. I ... when the idea of the four of us ... I almost made a puddle.. My right and left hands grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and off, taking the remains of her bra with it. She knew if she didn't distract herself with touching me, she would orgasm in minutes, she muttered that I needed to scoot over and I did so without replying and if I did, she could not hear me. She needed to implement the images in her mind, so desperately that she couldn't put it into words. She kissed my chest, and made her way down to my nipple, I liked this and she. Lee was late. His ex-wife was also late. The kids were watching a Disney movie in front of the television but they were already half-asleep. I felt a surge of hatred for their mother and tried to suppress it. Why would I hate her? Because she was late? Or because she was Lee’s ex-wife? As if on cue, a car sped down the road, screeching to a halt in front of the house. The horn blared obnoxiously and there was a scurry of movement inside as Elle and Eric hurriedly gathered their things.“Bye,. I remembered what Lib said about Colonel and New Orleans women. I planned to suggest to Colonel that he show me the town sometime.New Orleans was a different experience for us and we both seemed to enjoy it. I got the driver's card and the driver got a large tip. He told us to call and he would arrange places to eat that were out of this world. Grandfather sat in the copilot's seat on the way back.He said, "That's the most fun I've had in a long time. We need to do it again. Maybe we should.