He had a broad chest, well muscled, and good thighs. He obviously worked out. How could any woman just leave him?"OK," she said. "I'll meet you at the...pool in ten minutes."The sun felt good on her shoulders and back as she approached the pool. Jeff was already in it, swimming laps. She watched the sun flash off his shoulders as they lifted and twisted, alternating back and forth in a smooth rhythm. She felt guilty for liking to look at him.She walked down the steps of the shallow end, sinking. And it took a caveman to show me!I do need to get back to the law. And I will. Hugo and Irving are right, and my God how weird is it to think of them in the same breath, as it were. But each one in his way said the same thing.And when I look at it objectively, as I haven’t been able to until now, I agree with them. That jackass Peterson told me I was responsible for putting the asshole back on the street, and I was so upset I bought into it. I still can’t completely absolve myself; I damn well. I want to. With you. Tonight if we can. Right now, in fact!”That presented a severe issue, because both guest rooms were taken, not to mention the people in the basement. Penny’s house was surely locked, as she and Terry had gone to Grant Park.“With the party, and our houseguests, there really isn’t anyplace we can go right now.”“My parents and brother are at Grant Park. It’s not even dark yet.”“It’s tough for me to disappear for a couple of hours during the party,” I replied.“Are you trying to. I decided to dress on the feminine side. Looking through my wifes drawers I found a pair of blue jean short shorts and a cute pink tank top. I put on my favorite french cut black panties along with the shorts and top. I looked like a real sissy fag. I added a small amount of eye make up and lipstick and I was out the door. It felt so good driving so I decided to go to Florence Mall. When I got there I wanted to show off a little so I parked a good ways from the entrance. I practiced swaying my.