I quietly entered the one-bedroom suite. Exhausted slumber filled the stillness. The bathroom light gave a slight illumination as my eyes adjusted and...focused on the familiar nude body of my husband, Paul spooning a petite, lithe body, her head tucked under his chin. Clothes were strewn about and their bodies glued together, until Paul’s low little snore shifted him. I watched the motion of his arm as his hand kneaded her breast briefly before it traveled down the line of her torso, dipped into. . just relax and stay that way.Totally relaxed, or at least trying to stay that way. After all he didn’t want to scare Riki off.Riki wasn’t the only one either. Izzy, Gwen, and Abby (And Riki for that matter) made sounds on occasion that were just plain out sexual, making him wonder if he went too far. What he was worried was that one of them just might notice how out of the ordinary things had gotten. Which probably wasn’t of help when he leaned his other leg against Abby’s just to see if he. I waited there until he calmed down. He opened his eyes again and looked at me with those big green eyes. That felt great. He said. I replied, that felt great?! I haven’t even touched you! He giggled. I think your really going to enjoy this . I said. I kept moving forward to his waistband and an occasional small gasp could be heard from him. I got to his waistband and curled my fingers underneath his waist band and stopped. I looked at him. he was looking up at me, in a crooked type of way.. " Ok Mom," Sam joked."That's a good sign. Your sense of humor is returning," Amy laughed and then picked up the tray and left the room.Sam slept for a while and then drifted half-asleep and half-awake. She brushed her hand over her right breast. Her eyes flew open as she felt the two puncture marks there. The memories of the night before came flooding back. She also realized that she was lying in Amy's bed completely naked."Oh my God," she said to herself, "it was all real. It wasn't a dream..