She came into the kitchen, placed her things by the door, and came over to me. We stood next to each other, looking out into the backyard.“Your flow...r gardens are looking great, baby,” I said while holding Kelly from behind.“Our home is great. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of looking out there,” Kelly said. She hugged my arms to her body. “I love you and I love living here.” She turned in my arms and gave me a kiss.The coffee maker sputtered and we went to the counter to fix our travel. Anita had been looking forward to a day at the beach with friends from school for weeks. It was a hot summer’s day in Miami and instead of going to the beach party that she had planed, she was on her way to the airport to pick up her Uncle Dave, a man she hadn't seen in five years. As Anita took the 405 freeway out to Sky Harbor Airport she wonders if she would even remember what he looked like, after all she was only eleven years old when he took a job as a photo journalists for Today’s. “What? Don't you watch porn?”I swallowed hard managing a mumbled, “No, Michael wants me to watch with him but I always say no.” “Why not? You might enjoy it, kitten. What else does Michael want you to do?”“You mean like sex? Umm, blow jobs but I think that's disgusting.” “You seemed to like watching the one on the television.”She turned off the television and set the remote on the coffee table. She looked at me in disbelief, “Okay, tell me what you two are doing. I know you haven't mentioned. Robert didn’t have some massive cock. It wasn’t small, but it wasn’t…special, either. He wasn’t unusually good looking, though the more she was around him, the more she noticed little things about him that she liked, things she didn’t even know that she liked on guys until she saw them in him. He had long, graceful fingers and strong, but smooth hands. She liked the way he held a bottle of beer. His eyes would light up whenever she knew about some band or TV show from his childhood. They were.