She decided not to berate him, knowing it would be a lie. He was more man than any man she’d come up against, even Royce Collins. She opened her bag...and refreshed her lipstick. When she snapped her bag shut he said, ‘Sorry’ and his expression didn’t change when she eyed him blankly and said, ‘Whatever for?’ She was amazed he didn’t grin or at the very least look triumphant. She sought to answer her curiosity: ‘Why must this bride you seek be rich?’ ‘I’m considering buying part of my parents’. “I think I might be falling in love with Brent,” Emma said quietly.Jess paused a beat before responding. “Well, I’m very happy for you, but I feel obligated to say that your relationship is still in the very early stages. Don’t get too wrapped up in the lust and excitement and confuse it for more. But also don’t think I’m trying to rain on your parade at all!”“No, I know you are right, and I’m going to be careful. It’s just that ... I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. It was. “When I told her you and I often have a third person, it might be male or female, for our sexual pleasure, that really piqued her interest.“I told her how we are both heterosexuals, though we do enjoy and expect to enjoy regular trysts with a third person, be it male or female and how we both had Rod last week and he had both of us. “She wanted to know if you were well hung. I told her long and very thick and I could see her eyes light up.“By then she was hanging on to my every word.“She asked. I don't know that there's anything I can say beyond that. Are you ok? Is there anything I can do," babbled Denise as she hugged Jack fiercely.Jack shook his head and didn't say anything. It took Denise a minute to realize that he was sobbing into her chest. She held him tightly as he slowly recovered."Sorry," he said quietly as he gently pushed back and looked up at her. "I wasn't ready to deal with this. I... never really knew my father's mother since she died when I was all of three months.