At least you're being realistic, blast you. I'll go away and do a bit more thinking." She grinned. "Possibly a bit more realistic thinking."Rod smiled... "And you're not going to renege on that promise either, are you?" No, I'm bloody well not." Good for you. You know I'm on your side, don't you?" Never doubted it, Rod dear. Just a realistic, bloody banker."She smiled and kissed his nose. "Good spreadsheeting!"She was depressed though by that conversation and had nobody to talk to when she got. She bristled for a second, but then caught herself, and looked me in the eye with a rueful grin. ‘If youhad asked me that question about a year and a half ago, when we were down in Florida, the answer would have been easy. All I wanted then was a second chance. ‘But now, I realize it’s not that simple. After the way I treated you, I don’t know if it’s possible for you to give me that chance, let alone whether I deserve it. I’d still like to ask you for a second chance, but even more, what I’d. “She’s very hot and wet, babe, but I think she’s a bit tense. I think you need to loosen her up a bit so that she can enjoy the main event.”David watched as his wife moved her fingers between Abby’s legs and saw the woman close her eyes as she enjoyed the feeling. “What do you think that I could do to help her relax?” he asked.As she began to rub her wet fingers around Abby’s clit, Christi said, “I think if you were to lay flat and let Abby ride your face for a bit she would just melt the way. "Don't we just look so girlish in that pretty bra and panty?"Tammie started teasing me. "I'm so glad that I don't have to stuff mybra with panties like you do, Jamie, to achieve that feminine bust you'relooking to achieve," Tammie noted.I closed the panty drawer and walked to Tammie's closet. Mother andTammie couldn't see what I was doing in that closet but it was apparentthat when I exited quickly, with a cute pink dress that I knew exactlywhat I was looking for and right where Tammie kept it.