” “Oh,” he said, “that sucks.” “That sucks!? We’ve been together for two years, I’m not some girl he just met, this isn’t an open ...elationship.” “Let me just put a shirt on,” he said, “then we’ll talk.” “You really want to talk?” she asked bluntly. He took in Bailey’s long black hair, white skin and dark brown eyes, flashing with anger. Her cute, pert breasts and hard stomach. Her thighs. He choked a “Yes.” She was his brother’s girl, even if they were having problems, that didn’t mean he. I am fine with this...like I said I was feeling really good about how my wife had attracted all this attention. She was soaking it all up and she deserved it....and Jake...well I guess he was used to being the odd man out. He asks if I want to see his new wave runner. I said sure and he and I left for his garage. We were gone maybe 15 minutes and as we emerge from the garage I see that Hank has taken my seat next to my wife. Jake taps me on the shoulder and says let's get another cold beer and. What was that all about?"Thule grunted, "You're going to have to narrow down the question a little. Jake and I managed to get a whole book out of it."Dawn laughed next to him, "And nearly half of it is true." Every word of it is true," said Thule. "We just omitted certain inconvenient details." I'm barely in it," said Dawn indignantly."As I said..."Dawn punched Thule on the shoulder, "Hah. I knew that's all I was to you." You were in it plenty," said Thule. "We even gave you all the best lines.. "I stood and watched her sip her drink while preparing our evening meal, before long her glass was empty and she put it aside. As soon as she looked away I grabbed the glass, went back to the living room and refilled it. Back in the kitchen I handed the full glass to my mother ignoring her puzzled frown and smiling innocently at her, by the time she had drained the glass dinner was ready. As usual we ate our dinner off trays in the living room, this let me refill my mother's glass again without.