Becoming better friends ... this could spin out of control, at least for me.”“You’re right,” she said. “It could. But I’m tired of the ten...ion. Like the tension of the embarrassment I felt when you and the UPS man had that casual conversation about what I’d ordered in the mail. But then, last night, I had more orgasms in two hours than I’ve had in the last two years and I slept like a baby. Now here I am, all tensed up again. I’m sure there’s only a limited supply of batteries, Bob.” She. He observed she really didn’t drink as much as it seemed, maybe one or two beers a day (once in the morning, once at night), but she just never threw away the cans. He wondered how much money in recycling the cans was in here. At least $50 worth, which would buy you a whole Big Mac these days.He heard the shower running, and his grin widened. Perfect. He would turn on the H-waves, slip inside the shower before she noticed he was in the house, and -Ryan paused in his plans as he noticed a stack. “That-away,” she pointed towards the bedroom with a giggle.A long while later, under the covers, Abi cuddled up to his firm, warm body and sighed. The bedroom lights were still on but dimmed down as low as they would go without being off.“Abi, it’ll probably take me a while to recover again before...” Walker was worried about how much this young woman was expecting of his old bones.“Walker, hon, you are not in a lovemaking contest. You are my boyfriend. I want you to relax with me and enjoy. I laid her on the canopy bed and covered her with a light blanket. The first impression of my daughter's bedroom was wall to wall stuffed animals. I grabbed a favorite Teddy Bear of my daughter's and gave it to Cassie to snuggle with. Cassie hugged the bear to her chest, yawned, and was asleep before I could straighten up.Susan kissed her sleeping daughter on the forehead and walked back to the master bedroom. I followed Susan down the hallway and could not help but watch with delight as her.