How are you guys?" Terrific. Lots of sun and golf and nice places for dinner." Phil's on the deck barbequing some chicken for dinner. He's pretty good...at it, Dad." He was taught by the master," I bragged.We exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes. Phil joined us on the call when he brought the chicken in."When do you two start at Las Positas?" I asked."Monday is orientation day," Phil answered. "Then Tuesday, it's nose to the grindstone." Well, having watched you two over the last couple of. Melody walked over to the bed and sat down between Kathi's spread legs. I followed her and saw that the word on her cunt was "SLUT". She patted Kathi's cunt careful to keep from making the word smear, then she continued the story. "I held up 'my' glass of wine and suggested we toast 'To sisters.' Kathi clinked with me and said 'down the hatch'. We sat in the living room talking for about twenty minutes when she started to feel the effects of the d**g. I asked what was wrong, was she. ”It was now my turn to snort in laughter at this specious argument. I turned away and looked back over my shoulder. “Undo my buttons and stays, darling,” I asked.James smiled and stepped closer. He allowed his fingers to wander briefly as they managed to loosen my gown, and I felt a marvelous thrill wash through me. All the previous evening James’ attentions and presence had heated and moistened my loins to the point where I felt the bawdiest of tarts, and now fresh juices of love poured from. It was over, and I was free. Free. I probably should have felt upset or something, but that word—Free—seemed to keep a smile on my face. Padding bare feet into the kitchen, I snagged the phone hanging near the fridge, and dialed Nicholas, my best friend Velia's hot little brother. I figured that I could get him to help me gather the rest of my husband's shit . . . among other things. The phone rang for a moment before he answered, sounding groggy. I glanced at the clock. It was just five.