But hehad no choice right now but to finish his third bottle since he hadgotten to work. When he finished it, he stood up again and put his thumbin h...s mouth while he waited for Robin to turn around.Robin heard him get to his feet, but she let him stand there for a minutewhile she finished what she was doing. Only then did she turn back tohim. She was pleased to see him sucking his thumb. She was alsosurprised to feel a slight tingle of excitement in places that herhusband usually. Finally, one evening she messaged, “Can you share with me a story you wrote?” I was relieved at least she replied. I shared a couple of stories I wrote, and again there was no reply.After a couple of days, at around 10 in the night, I got a message from Anjali.Anjali: Are your stories true?Me: Some of them are, some of them are fantasy. Did you like it?Anjali: They are good. I really loved it. Are you as good as your stories?Me: Do you want to find out?Anjali: No way I am going to sleep with. Every time I’d “played around” with friends it had started with the sentence; Hey man, want a massage?” and this time would be no different. As soon as I asked he pushed the blankest to the bottom of the bed and flipped over on his stomach. I sat between his legs and began rubbing his claves. The small lamp on his desk was on so there was plenty of low light and his tanned body glowed in it. I was working my way up the back of his legs but I couldn’t take my eyes off of his round ass. His. ”When we got to cabin number 10, Carol was just coming out with a pitcher of lemonade and some plastic cups. “Hey guys, I will be right with you.” She put the lemonade and cups on the picnic table closest to the horseshoe pits.We all gathered at our usual picnic table, me facing the water and Carol facing me. Brad sat backward next to Carol to watch Barbara on lifeguard duty.I asked, “What’s going on over there?”“They have some kind of tournament going. They all threw in five bucks, and the.