In no time, his wife came over, enquiring if I needed more. She was half bent towards me, and I caught a good sight through the opening of her tee shi...t of her braless breasts. They seemed to hang like ripe oranges and at that sudden moment, I felt blood rise to my brain.“Err ... no. Yes ... sorry, I mean yes, I’d like to have some more, please,” I could kick myself for the way my tongue fumbled for words. She laughed, picked up the plate and again told me she’d be right behind. I stared at her. I’ll spare you the details,” I shot Tabby a hard look, “but there were some pretty self-destructive solutions rattling around my head. I probably shouldn’t be left alone until I’ve talked to Dr. Spencer a few times and she’s sure I’m on the road to recovery.”The implications of that were clearly understood around the table and there was an unspoken resolve for everyone to take up the cause.“We do have one other complication,” I said gently. “It’s not a problem. It’s ... just more quickly than. "I'm quite sure you are right" she said sweetly. But I decided I wanted you to take me."Morton's eyes narrowed. He looked around, trying to see who was hiding and watching. He didn't see anyone. Julie saw him peering around and looked herself, to see what he was looking at. When she looked back at him he was looking at her face. That got her attention for some reason she couldn't put her finger on."You want me... to take you... to the drive-in Friday night." He said it flatly, staring at her. John asked why Grace had spent the night. On a whim Lauren said,"Well we spent the night making love, and when we were finished she was too tired to drive so I told her she could stay the night."John stared at his wife in disbelief, and then laughed saying,"Boy you had me going for a minute there. Imagine you making out with another woman. Boy that's rich. Like that would ever happen. Not in a million years. Hell...you and I hard do it anymore; imagine you and another woman."Lauren glared at.