He heard her softly say, "Honey, you're home."Jack stood in the doorway drinking in the sight of her. Jill was lounged on the bed against many pillows... Her shoulder-length blond hair was free-flowing and shone in the candlelight. She wore the filmy nighty he had bought her for their last anniversary. She was outlined with white daisies."Come here lover," Jill quietly said. "I've missed you so much this week."Jack moved to the side of the bed, placed his wine glass on the table, beside the wine. She shot a dirty look in the direction of one of the policemen. She was probably much better trained than either officer, but they had her writing parking tickets and that still grated on her nerves.“Come with us, Chuck. I’d like a chance to talk with you a little more,” said Ed letting the topic of Claire’s frustration drop. He knew it was a residual consequence of her treatment while she was with the Phoenix Police Department.Ed went back to the table Claire had indicated earlier. Chuck. “Yeah, you poor old guy, getting fucked to death by his wife, daughters, and half the neighborhood. How will you survive?” Pamela joked a bit, while still making it clear that she wasn’t ridiculing him with several ardent kisses to his lips.“Haha!” Miles protested, not lasting long before his pregnant MILF of a wife got his woody at least a little stiff.“Oh, did I do that?” Pamela giggled while making out with her husband, “Glad to know that you still want a trip to Cougarville, population. It's not that far from the Graduation venue and would really be beautiful for photo's if it's clear. They arranged a photographer through Jen's fathers business, they're printers. He has a place picked out for group and individual shots with the vista of the valley as the backdrop. It's supposed to show the future in front of us. His company does these shots with other schools and colleges all the time. He's donating a hundred prints to the class. Carree and I would like to do that individually.