" Sounds like a production." She regarded me with a little smile. "Call Tootie." Tootie? Why?" I asked."'Cuz she said I needed to learn to dance. Said...these things always have dancin'." Yeah, there is that. YOU call 'er. Tell 'er to come over tomorrow evening and I'll do a pot roast and we'll trade dinner for dancin' lessons." And I can watch you cook that roast," she said. She flipped her cellphone open and commanded "Tootie" then she smiled at me.I laughed. "I don't EVEN want to know what. He carried the comforter from the car and Lisa some drinks as they returned to the maple tree.“Can I borrow your phone, Mom,” Jenny asked.She handed it to her, “What are you doing?”“I’m deleting that woman’s phone number. We have a good thing going with Dan and his family and I don’t want anyone messing with it. Can I, Mom?”Lisa looked at Dan, “You’re my husband and father of our children, what should she do?”“It might be interesting to find out what they have in mind. I have to agree with. What was happening to me?Her voice calls out to me in soothing melodies, “Come to me. Take me.”“Take you where?” I asked, knowing I won’t get a response.I pulled at her to come into my embrace, but for what purpose? I long for something but can not achieve it or know what it is.Blinding light fills the mist-covered room where I stood, bringing me back to the waking world. My eyes squint and begin to open as the curtains of my bedroom open. I feel a pool of dampness between my legs. I must have. Before long, I became aware that she harboured more than just a passing liking towards me. She began to stand closer to me as she explained some wizardry on the computer and, more than once, one of those gorgeous boobs would work its way next to my arm or pressed into my back. I was really flattered, to be honest, but kept my distance from her as, although she was attractive, she was not really my type and anyway, I was totally smitten still by Becky.So, all was well and good - until the office.