He nodded and handed it back. She looked back at him with a questioning eye. Carter smiled, and waved for the waiter. Upon getting his attention, Cart...r signaled for another round. Rachel watched this and slapped his hand playfully. “Are you trying to fucking kill me?” Rachel joked. “You’d better not snore when you’re drunk, mister.”Carter laughed. The drinks arrived seconds later, and they resumed their occasional conversation. Finally they’d had enough. Rachel paid the tab with the company. Parker smiled as my own wife appeared in scene, close to his naked body…I could not believe what I was seeing. I looked at Parker and he smiled…He finally broke the silence and said, very seriously:“Just keep watching, Victor, your slutty little wife got the fuck of her life and she will be fucking me whenever I want her to from now on…” I answered him it could not be possible; but Parker pointed to the computer screen and I looked. My wife was wearing a sexy black nightgown and I saw Parker. You know, Eve, about yey high, tits about this big, perfect smile, and seems to know a hell of a lot about you and your little "organisation", but then again, from what she says it's not that little is it Piers?"He clenched his jaw, the muscles twitching in his cheek, Matt looked over his shoulder at us, a look of shock colouring his usual dumb expression."Not here," Piers finally rasped. Without further comment he stood up and began walking, me and Matt falling in to step like the good. (We were 18 when the events below occurred.) We’re Getting There ~1~ Will and I started going out in high school. What originally drew me to him was his blonde hair, blue eyes and big shoulders. It sounds corny, but when he asked me out, my first thought was what a Teddy bear he looked like, and how nice his hugs must be. It took him two weeks to muster up the courage to kiss me, so you can image how slowly our physical relationship developed. On weekend nights we would go to his house and hope.