I just can’t find my phone charger anywhere. Have you seen it?”“It’s above the refrigerator I think. I’ll go look for you if your like” sa...d Tracey.“No, that’s fine. I can get it myself” snapped back Vanessa again.The way Vanessa was behaving was so out of character that Tracey knew without any doubt that she was troubled by more than just her speech and her missing phone charger. He quietly watched her agitated movements but left off any more questioning. She did have a lot to think about. It was then that I noticed that she didn’t have a bra on. She always kidded that her breasts never grew up. They were small but firm and I liked them just as they were. In all of our years of dating and marriage, I had never criticized or make fun of her small breasts in any way. They were fine with me. She now stood there smiling at me dressed only in her panties! She took his hand and let him lead her to the dance floor and she again pressed her body up against him tightly as she rapped. Then he finally said something inbarely a whisper. "My God, she is fantastic, that was the most mindblowing orgasm I have ever had!" Ann spoke up and said "I told you so!"He got up, picked up his bottle of scotch, unscrewed the cap, pouredout half a glass, and started to lift it to his lips, and realized hewas about to commit a serious error of poor judgment, and offered aglass to Ann. She nodded her head, and said, "Just three fingers,please!" he poured and handed the glass to Ann, then. ”“No need to assume. Stand firm in your belief.”“Good. Wearing your shirt has motivated me. I want to build sense memories of you. Do you want to do the same with me?”“Sense memories?”“Yes. I want to build memories of how you look, how you smell, how you feel, how you sound, everything. Do you have the same interest where I am concerned?”“I hadn’t thought of it that way, but that’s exactly what I want to do.”“Okay then. I sent you the pictures of me, and a couple of us together so you now have.