My hand slid easily over her belly because of the silky satin of her nighty, we both pretended to be interested in the movie for the first hour or so,...but I don't even remember what movie we were watching. I do remember how hair smelled, and how it felt against my face. And I remember the curve of her hip, and how her boobs felt soft, and her nipples felt like pencil erasers. And I remember how she drew in a deep breath each time I pinched one of her nipples as I rolled it between my finger and. . Hold on Christopher is here I’ll let you talk to him.” Susan said as she handed the phone to Christopher.“Hey Bro. I came back during a bad part of the conversation. Is everything okay?” asked Christopher.“Everything is fine. It’s just been a long and hard day today. And it’s going to be an even longer year. Especially since Elena decided to stay at home with the family during the rest of her pregnancy.” I explained.“Listen Erik if you need any help getting through this both Susan and I are. The breaking up and I was good at it.The only one who'd ever broken the mold was Amy, but she wasn't like anyone else anyway and I'd married her not just to keep our secret safe, but because I truly loved her. She'd been the proverbial thirteen going on thirty and that was no joke. I don't think Amy had ever been a child really,Jamie was a child though and he could keep a secret too, and the boy vexed me. I loved girls, yeah, but if I'm to be honest as I've been, I have to admit I loved what. ”“Not today. How about we send out for Chinese?”“I’m tired of Chinese.”Sally was surprised that Otterly’s parents hadn’t yet noticed they were in the room. After all, discussing what to eat didn’t seem like one of those topics that could be all consuming like building a robotic dog or bird.“How about Indian?”“I’m tired of delivery food. How about we go somewhere, and eat out?”“We need to stay around here in case there’s a problem with Otterly.”Sally looked over at Otterly wondering what kind of.