”“Yeah,” I said. “I forgot all about it. I don’t think I’d want to see you model it. Where did it go?”She answered, “It is in my hope ...hest.”I pulled over and parked in a shaded byway.I asked, “You kept it? Why?”My wife explained, “Larry called and wants his ‘Jess’ to wear it for him next weekend. He wants to take Jess to New York City, on a holiday for a few days. We’ll register as husband and wife. If you say ‘No’, the boarding passes will be worthless.”I turned the top half of my body toward. By now, Shannon had inured herself to the reaction men had when they saw her. It had been going on since she'd reached puberty and she'd learned to ignore them.Truth is, you would have to either be gay or blind not to be dazzled by Sharon Schalke.She was tall, with a regal bearing, and a body that was filled to just the right proportions in just the right places, and not a hair more.But as stunning as her body was, it paled in comparison to her face. She was simply gorgeous, with big brown. The world could use more of your kind of man, in fact. And his. I’m totally converted to your worldview nowadays. Forgive me for kicking you out of the house?” Patricia pouted, her lips quivering as she awaited his forgiveness.“Sure, even if it was in the dead of winter. In Alaska, of all places! Nearly froze to death for a bit there. I’ll just have to take it out on your ass henceforth,” Dad teased her even as he really seemed to forgive her.Of course, one couldn’t tell by the way that Dad. She took a step forward, but didn’t close the distance. “Seth, I don’t understand. I thought you and I were having a good time together.”I finally peeled my eyes off her long enough to get my pants on. Once they were fastened and zipped, I sat on the bed, shaking my head and said, “I don’t even understand.”For a moment, she stood there and watched me while I put on my shirt and one shoe. I had to get down on the floor to fish my other shoe out from under the bed. After I collected it and sat on.