James was just himself, and he didn’t try to hide his emotions. Whether he was happy or mad, I knew it, and even though that irritated me sometimes,...deep down I appreciated that honesty.I had chosen a simple outfit for the day: a matching white lace bra and thong-panty set; a short, faded blue denim jean skirt; a baby blue lace top; and white sandals. I’d gone through James’s closet and picked out khaki shorts and a dark blue polo for him to wear. Even though he had impeccable taste in. Let me take care of you. Go workif you want, or just hang out here for a while. We'll go out tomorrow,buy you some new clothes that won't make you look like a hooker, andwe'll have a good time."Ted moved his hands lower, behind me, tucked his thumbs into thewaistband of my skirt, right above my ass, and pulled me in a littlecloser. I felt part of my stress melt away."It would be nice not to have to worry so much while I get used to allthis, I guess," I murmured, placing my cheek against his. ‘Kay, I’m really surprised at you! This is so unlike the girl I used to know—you’ve turned into a slut!’ Jan chimed in. ‘Kay, Toni and I have been out of the loop in that area for several years, but if truth be told we both spread our legs once or twice at one of these meetings…hell that’s how we both found our husbands. But now, we’re virtuous old married women with too damned much to lose to even think about fooling around. Are you looking for a fuck or a man for the ages?’ ‘Both…either…I. Then there was the ambulance ride from hell, with her friend Iris getting hurt. Ending with some loan shark that wanted money for a debt that was owed to him by Carol Thorton's dead husband who had a gambling problem, was also skimming money from Dan's company and then killed himself letting his wife deal with all the mess. But in truth it wasn't the end. That man was killed by the people that really wanted her. They would have killed her when they had what ever it was they wanted.After the.