Kelly sent me a great e-mail with all the details. This is what she said. "We were both having drinks and talking about everything including you, our ...**s and of course sex or the lack thereof! We laid out at the pool catching the sun and rubbing suntan lotion on each other. I rubbed the lotion on Char first and when I approached her breasts and pubic area, Char let out a sigh. I knew she wanted more so I pressed the issue further. You have a beautiful wife and I was getting excited too. I. I decided a narrative might be sexy for him and provoke questions from him."Bill, when I get home at night from being with you in your car, I always feel hot. Your touching and rubbing against me stimulates me. Once I begin to get stimulated, this whole area (moving both hands in a V over my pussy) gets engorged with blood, just like you do. This is my vagina, or I call it my... pussy. Never the C word, I don't like that. (Bill was watching me, first my eyes, then my hands, back and forth.). “It’s so different from my toys,” she quietly observed. “It’s so warm and alive.” Together, we positioned our bodies to truly become one for the first time. I hesitated for one moment, allowing her to observe the momentous occasion “Katrina… you’re losing your virginity all over again.” She was tight–tighter than any woman I’d had before–but so wet that I had no trouble sinking into her. I gave her time to get used to the new sensation before, still inside her, I moved her onto her knees.. "It's not," Dick told him."When?" Meghan asked. "I must say, I'm dying of curiosity. This whole thing is ... oh ... mysterious."Harold looked at his watch—a gold Rolex. "It is just after five o'clock right now," he said. "Sunset here is at 5:55, right?"Ken blinked. "Uh ... I suppose," he said.Harold smiled. "It is," he said. "I checked."Meghan was looking at him strangely. "Do you make a habit of knowing what time sunset is?" she asked."Yes I do," Harold told her, offering no further.