I didn’t want you getting blue balls now, did I?’ ‘I’m coming.. Start packing your bag’ I shouted. ‘You are the best mother in the world a...d the best wife..’ He stared at me lovingly. ‘And?’ I was fishing for some morning booster compliments. ‘And the best lover and the best bitch and the best sex maniac and the best thing that ever happened to me..’ He ended with a kiss on my nose. ‘And you are the best thing that happened to me. Now move, Let me get the kids ready.’ He gently pushed me down. Michael all rolled into one. I thought that would be a heck of a challenge to live up to.We were both dressed appropriately for a late summer afternoon wedding. Thank God Cecilia had not insisted on tuxedos! I had owned one in my previous life but hated it. So now I wore a light gray raw silk jacket over a white linen shirt, a muted blue silk tie, and dark gray wool slacks. Pietro was dressed very much the same, but his jacket was slightly darker, and he wore a light blue shirt with a soft. YESSS!!!I practically ran out of the bathroom.Tasha said, "I hope you don't mind, but it seems like such a waste not to use it."My heart leapt at her words."Sounds great!" I replied, "but I didn't bring a swimming suit."She smiled and said, "neither did I, but I'll just wear my bra and panties if you can keep your eyes in your head!"For lack of anything better to say, I said "what makes you think I'd want to look?" it was said with an obviously teasing tone. She gave me that sexy wink, but said. We witches are tasked with acting sort of like netherworld police sometimes, if the need arises." Then she realized what she had said. "We...them, I mean...not me anymore. Shit..."Then she headed to her room, crying. I went to follow her, but she waved me off.---That night, urged by Laura's singing, I again went to her door. This time she was wearing sheer lingerie and looking sexy as hell. She let me in and gave me an analyzing squint. "Something's wrong. I'll fix you a drink and you can tell.