Her husband and his friend weren't overly friendly. So instead of trying to work out our cultural differences and justify why I should be talking to s...meone else's wife when I don't even speak their language, I put her in touch with someone who could tell her what she needed to know." So," Cate began, the fate of a woman she never even met no longer of much interest to her, "now that we've made our introductions, what's first on the agenda, Alex?" Cate took great delight in twisting the knife. Rachael came in with two glasses of coke and a large bottle of vodka so that I could put my own in depending on how strong I wanted it, we sat and talked for a while then Rachael got up to get another coke from the kitchen, her skirt rode right up as she did so and I could not help but to stare, she turned and I quickly looked at the TV I don’t think she noticed because when I looked back round she had not moved her skirt back down and was now bent right over looking into the fridge, she had. You feel good! Did yousleep alright?"I didn't want to break the mood so I kept my dream to myself. I nodded."Yes." Me too," she sighed. "That felt sooo good last night. Thank you forplaying along."I wondered what she meant by that. Was she affirming for me that thewhole thing had been a fantasy? That she had not really fucked Rex lastnight? Or, was she thanking me for so willingly sucking his sperm outof her? I couldn't tell. Was she counting on that confusion? Again, Icouldn't tell. . She could tell by the look on Brock’s face that wasn’t the point he was making. “Don’t be jealous of Brock. I am lucky to have him. Unlike most of the turds in this shit factory,” Savannah meant the trailer park and added, “Master Brock has a head on his shoulders, he is smart, funny, and he has a nice cock!” Savannah smirked.“You can’t expect me to believe any of this. This entire scenario would seem over the top for a Jerry Springer episode,” he said.“Hah, my Aunt Vicki was on an episode.