"Uh uh," was Jimmy's answer; Amy just grinned.Randall glared at the pair as best he could from his position, then grunted, "Let me see what I can do....." He started unzipping the bag.Darla Jean grabbed his hand. "What are you doing?" There wasn't a whole lot of trust in her expression."I'm gonna unzip. You can take your bag and use it as a shield while you dress..." Hmph. If I can get my bra up here, will you help me get into it?"Randall couldn't help it; the question triggered an urge to glance. She couldn't describe it really but she was burning with the desire of having a male's sexual attentions -- Tom's, her husband's, any males and she wasn't getting any attention at all. She was desperate to change that."Hi, Will, how's my boy this afternoon?" Sandy asked as she got her son to settle beside her there on the couch where she was sitting when he walked in."I'm OK, Mom," Will said as he looked into his mom's eyes and could see that she'd been crying."Mom, why are you sad so much. " Thank you, David."She immediately brightened. "Now, tell me about your breakfast." I had two English muffins..." Did I tell you I found a wonderful new detergent for getting coffee stains out of pants?" ... and then I told Bob about why I was ... fired. You know, I accept it happened and that it wasn't a normal thing and all that, but I have trouble even saying the word. A shrink would love to get his couch under me."Abby brought over the biscuits and laid a reassuring hand on David's for a. James had expressed some curiosity and I had to admit I was curious also. Nicky was lightly stroking my hair and then running her hand down my side sliding just under the comforter to my hips were my t shirt stopped and skin began, and then up my back to my neck. Her hands were warm and soft. I just laid there relaxed and let her rub away. Every now and then she gave me a little kiss on the back of the neck; it was sweet, and relaxing. I am such a back rub whore, it was annoying me that I.