You could set the table though." It could be pheasant's breast for all I care. I'm starved," Kendra said, not raising a finger to help.I guess she mig...t have asked if she could help before I arrived, thought Elaine, retrieving the knives, forks and cheap paper serviettes. "Maybe you could make that tomorrow night, Kendra," Elaine suggested, smiling to herself.Chelsea looked at Elaine and they both giggled. "Yeah right," said Chelsea. "Kendra couldn't cook an egg to save herself from. I pulled my finger out of her, abruptly ashamed of myself for no particular reason. "Sorry, girl, I was just curious," I muttered, half to myself. "We'll get you taken care of in a few weeks." I patted her on the head, then went to clean off my hand. The whole issue was off my mind by the time I rinsed off the soap.That night, I had a dream about my ex-wife, from our passionate early years together. She was lying naked next to me, and we were about to make love. I reached down to her warm pussy. I- I was uhhm, daydreaming." Quite," sniggered Vee as she pressed her front against the telltale bulge under my flimsy summer skirt. "You were thinking about Jenny and Jet weren't you?" Yes my love. Do you really think what we are doing is for the best?" I asked, seeking further reassurance."Yes, so long as we can block out the conflicting hormonal effects, it should be O.K. I'll be glad as long as she doesn't bite me when we make love." Oh I don't think she'll do that Vee," interrupted. Simply savouring this intimacy.Enjoying this fusion of their bodies, April, aware that she had been selfishly taking his amorous explorations, felt an impulse to repay. It was a devilish extension of their recent moments, a time for choices, for commitments, and she drew back so that his hardness slipped from her.Sitting up, hair over her face, eyes misted with passion, her whole body and mind aflame with desire, she looked down at him as he lay on his back. Fifty-nine-year-old no longer.