” She laughed softly for a moment and then asked more seriously with a hint of concern, “Is it bothering you?”“What? That? Nah, not really. I�...�m pretty much over it. Actually, I’m just bummed that it isn’t the “spring break” trip I was looking for, ya know? I wanted to blow off a little steam. I won’t get off the base again until I’m officially discharged in a few months and it’s a pretty dreary existence right now.” I reconsidered and hurried to add, “I don’t mean to say it wasn’t good seeing. . odd. Her lips moved, drawing my eyes as she spoke again.“You don’t know about them ... do you.” It wasn’t a question. It was a statement. And the way she said it made something happen in my swim suit. That shocked me more than what she was suggesting.“And you do?” It was bluster. I was flustered.“David and I spied on her at New Years.”I blinked. “Spied?”“We saw them kissing at Thanksgiving. We were curious about what else they might do.”“You saw my wife and your father ... kissing ... at. Like in a therapy session, for example. They had plenty of time together though. Who knew what the coming months would bring? She felt determined to help him on his way. Talk to him when he wanted to, try to understand him and make him feel at ease, and yes, also correct him when he was out of line.Thinking about that, she realized that he did have some very annoying habits too. The things he had said about women, for example! It was clear to her that he looked too much like his father in that. "Once we cleared the park and got on the road she made sure to initiate some manner of physical connection with the man. Just a touch. A pat on the shoulder. Wet a finger and touch up his hair. And Tommy? He kept an eye on her in the rear view. Then she found the angle and they played that way ever so softly.I could see. And it was a terrific turn-on for me."Tommy?" What sweetheart?" Nothing, I just like saying your name out loud." Give me a break." To-my-self."You look so pretty, baby-girl.".