."is what I found out when I called my parents house and talked to my mom to see if she knew where Shelly and the kids might be. Shelly had called her...and asked if she could watch the kids for a while since I wasn't home she wanted to go out for dinner and drinks with some girls she went to college with. Since the plan had been to bring the kids over and open presents and have Christmas dinner there anyway my mom had suggested that the kids just go ahead and spend the night and Shelly had. .... “please?” I just fucking stop and breathe in sharply. My eyes smoke over with an insane lust. My heated look the only thing betraying my control as I stand steady. Now you know I want it too as your hands softly slip over her ass and pull her into you. Her breasts press against yours deeply. Your soft pillowy tits rubbing against hers as your eyes slowly turn from me with a whore's knowledge that she's worked her man right. Your mouth opens. Her mouth opens. Tongue lightly flick out to. Stepping through an open doorway, I watched her packing her suit case. When she closed it, she turned around and spotted me. It was Julie.Pulling back to the office suite, I looked down at the older version of her. Part of me felt bad for Theodore. Someone had killed the only child he had raised. Having the full range of emotions to match the memories of raising her, a tear escaped me and fell on her face.Part of me, the part that felt responsible for what was going on and not having done. ” > > > - - Laura retreated to the bedroom, leaving Dan with his vodka tonic watching television and relaxing. If she was going to invite Greg for a birthday dinner, she wanted the restaurant to be perfect. Liaison would be a good starting point; she had lived in the Bay Area for years and knew it well. Upper Floor would know too, but asking him for recommendations would be a complication. Inevitably, the casual intimacy Laura and he once shared would resurface. It had taken almost two years.