I returned to my lingeriedrawer and took out a black silk slip and rather than take the dress offI unzipped it down to the belt, wriggle out of the sh...ulders and theneased the black lace slip over my hair and tucked it into the waist ofthe dress and stooped down to lift the skirt and pull the hem of the slipdown before straightening up and putting the top half of the dress backinto place and zipping it up. It was just as well I went to aerobic andgymnastic classes every week and I was able to. It had probably been during round three or four, after he managed to land his triple lutz. He tapped it open, read it, and frowned.“Is it your mum?” Kleio asked. “Begging you to come home and eat your vegetables?”“Not exactly,” Drew said, exhaling. “Fuck.” He gently rolled Kleio off to the side and sat on the edge of the bed. “Goddamnit, I knew that party was a bad idea.”Kleio stared at his back. “Who was it?”“That was one of my coworkers.” He put his phone facedown onto the mattress and. I guess I still get a little jumpy when a woman I love says those words. That is the way my first wife started the divorce talk.”“Oh shit! I’m sorry lover. I’ll give you a blowjob later to make up for it. Ok?”“Sure. I won’t hold you to it, of course. I’ll take whatever attention you want to give me.”“And THAT brings us to the talk we needed to have.”“You want to talk about giving me blowjobs?”“No! Yes. In a way. Shut up!”I guess my opened eyed, raised eyebrow look confused her. She looked at. I guess I don't know, Connie. I never really had any problems in that... that area, myself." No? Not ever?"Dan tried to picture having this conversation with Walter Cronkite, say, or Brokaw, or Safer. Well, maybe with Safer. But probably it wouldn't have given him an erection like the one he now realized was throbbing in his pants. He tried to ignore it and give Connie some kind of answer."Never. I guess I just got good genes." He flashed a smile. "At least no one's ever complained." Oh, well,.