..Names and some events changed to protect identity. It was a cold night in a major city. I had just come out of a restaurant and handed my ticket to ...he valet. There was a small crowd of patrons also waiting for their vehicles to arrive. The valet apologized and told me it would be a bit of a wait. I was in no rush and told him to take his time. I found a open spot under one of those overhead heaters and patiently waited. As I was standing there a very sexy woman walked out of the bar. Her. Though how he'd done it discreetly on a pair of crutches, I didn't know. The stairs up were outside the garage, and clearly visible from the house. He must have snatched them one afternoon before his parents got home from work. I wished he hadn't bothered.For want of a better question, I asked: "What kind?" One's a bunch of amateurs, fucking for the camera. The other's an ass-fucking movie." He grinned, and my heart skipped a beat and kicked into a higher gear altogether. I loved ass-fucking. Maybe it's inborn ... maybe it's all part of women's secrets passed from mother to daughter ... girls know how to get the most out of flashing. And guys are easily teased. It's not good for our brains ... oxygen starvation. The blood that carries the thinking carries it to a much smaller brain. Redirect that oxygen carrying blood and we tend to babble. Nerve endings that carry sight to the brain send the signals south; uncharted territory is a discovery every second. I was making a lot of. I had realized that I still desired Vicki, on a very deep level. Because I knew her so well, I found more than just a physical attraction was there. With all this floating around my head I was a wreck. Then I got news that made things worse. Vicki's dad was really sick, so he sent her to live with us on a longer term basis. She was going to stay all the time. I told Vicki and Rebecca that Vicki could take my room permenantly, until things went back to normal. We kind of reversed.