You will have taken a sharp intake of breath and will be desperate for more. NO!! Just watch my breasts moving in rhythm with my fingers entering and ...xiting my love tunnel.Take your hands from your breasts and remove your night gown to reveal your perfect body. You will now make love to yourself. You cannot love another until you do. Starting at your forehead, run your fingers 5 times the full length of your hair slowly. Then put your forefingers on your forehead and trace a line around the. Do you want to give it a shot?"The group continued the battle on other items while Jane made her call. Fifteen minutes later she returned to the room. Instead of retaking her seat she went up to the front where Cliff was standing. Jane had a comedienne's natural sense of timing. "Mr. Fitzpatrick, would you please give me a swift kick, right here. Please?"She was wearing a pair of tight jeans, and was bent over pointing to her rear. The group in the room howled with laughter. Aside from anything. She scattered the empty cans around the foot of Robert's chair, hoping that Lindsay would simply assume he had drunk himself into a stupor. Not very in character, but it was a better explanation than "the next-door neighbor fucked him into a coma". She took one more beer out and poured some of it down Robert's throat, spilling a bit on his clothes so that he would smell like booze. That was as good as it was going to get. Rebecca quickly and shamefully darted across her lawn back toward her own. "Everything's just fine, now." she said. "I'll be waiting for you to get home this afternoon, honey." as I walked out the door.Gary just kept his shit-eating grin on but didn't say a word about what had happened at the house, and I sure wasn't going to say anything.When I got home later that day I found my wife in the kitchen reading a woman's magazine with a contented look on her face. "What was that all about?", I asked."What? This morning? I told you I woke up horny and wanted to resolve it.