Becky was unsure if she was just dreaming or if what she was seeing was real. The adonis she just saw walking into the house not only smiled at her, b...t looked her in the eye. If the world were to end right now, she felt she would be really happy. But wait, he was walking her way. She couldn't help but notice the jet black hair, the broad shoulders, the perfect teeth and smile and that buff but not too bulky frame. She hoped that it was really her that he was headed toward, but she dare not. " Okay, babe, I'll be right out in just a second."I went out to the patio and sat in a chair next to the table, setting one glass of wine down in front of one chair, then took a drink of my wine.When I saw Sarua step out of the glass door onto the patio deck, I stood and stepped over and pulled the other chair out for her and slid it up under her, as she sat down in it, "Thank you dear." then returned back to my chair."It looked so nice out here, and it feels, nice out here too." I must agree. Diane turned the pages of the magazine idly. It was almost one o'clock now, and she would have to begin the preparations for supper before long. She was having a special dinner for Roger-- crablegs made with mushrooms and sour cream and wine--not for any special reason, just because she loved him. Of course, she didn't feel much like going through the prosaic chores of cooking on this warm afternoon; what she really felt like doing... The doorbell began to chime.Now who can that be? Diane. I smile and tell her what happened in History class. "Well that sucks something major. You want to lay down here for the rest of the hour?" I smile as my very dirty mind goes to work. "Sure, but with one condition." "What do you want?" I thought of the consequences of sleeping with a school nurse but then I tossed those out the window when I looked down her shirt and saw cleavage that you could hide about two pounds of any drug in. "Well," I said with a half smirk on my face, "I would love to.