It’s cooling down.” Lydia reached over and turned the faucet off. “C’mon, let’s go get on the bed.” “But, we’re wet.” The shower ...urtain rings screeched as Lydia quickly shoved it open and grabbed the towel on the shelf. Playfully holding up the towel to his face, she exclaimed, “Towel, silly.” Brad grinned so hard his face cheeks dimpled. “You’re so cute.” “No, I’m not.” “Yes you are, mister.” Lydia smacked Brad on the ass hard while laughing. “Now get out of the shower.” Brad stepped. ..” He waggled a finger at my chest.“Know what, Jack?”He swallowed again. “Uh ... uh...” He set his bottle down on the counter and stepped closer. “I need to see. Please, let me see!”“See what, Jack?” I giggled.“Jesus!” Jack came up to me and unbuttoned my see-through blouse, his fingers moving so fast they were getting in each other’s way. Finally, he fumbled my blouse open and yanked it apart, half pulling it out of my jeans. “Wow!” he exclaimed. He stared at my tits and belly button. I knew. We could have a quick lunch there and then say goodbye. Of course, I agree. Now the only questions in my mind are what is M’s husband finds out and how close are M and H…?The drive to H’s apartment is quick. M is cozied up to me in the back seat. We chat about her and her family which gives me a small twinge of guilt. Seeing this in my eyes M assures me it is fine. Like me she has been in a dead marriage for years. Thinking on my own I understand. We are both to far into them to move on. I. Mike's driving in that Bug used to scare me even before being recycled. It absolutely terrified me afterwards. It only took me one trip with him to realize I was never going to set foot in it again. He picked me up for school the first day he had it and as soon as we were out of sight of my house, he pulled out a joint and lit it up."You sure you should be doing that while you're driving?" I asked nervously."Doing what?" he replied with genuine confusion.I pulled my seatbelt tighter and braced.