Modest, like so much of the Tatooine homestead, it still had the comfortable quality of a room shared by husband and wife. Another tear rolled down he... cheek at the thought that Cliegg might never have his wife to lie beside him again. Inside her mind, a voice cried out 'No!'. It was Anakin's voice, and this time the thought of Anakin brought a small smile to Padme's face. Anakin would find his mother. Anakin would never let anything bad happen to her. Anakin... No sooner had Padme's tears. By the time she dragged herself out of bed and into the kitchen, Chriswas already sitting at the table looking sadder than ever. He lookedup at Jane, hoping that there was a glimmer of understanding in herface but she remained as stone faced as ever. He sighed and lookedback down at his coffee.As Jane made herself a coffee, she reflected on the past few days.Less than a week ago, they had both been happy, looking forward totheir week off together but now she was filled with anger and hurt. A classic, and Katie loved to ride in it, people gawking at the rumble the exhaust made.The air was clean and refreshing, and I felt good for the first time in a month. I guess Kate was right, I wasn't in too bad a shape for forty-five, fairly trim from a steady diet of basketball, racquetball, softball, and an occasional dip in the pool. I'm just under six feet and weigh 175, not skinny but hardly fat. a flat stomach and well-defined features, I had even done some modeling before it got too. She was always pretty to me, but when, how did she get so hot? Admittedly, she had never worn a tennis skirt to class, but WOW!“Mrs. G? Is that really you? I-I-I don’t remember your looking like ... that!” Though I tried so hard to be cool, I was far from it and my dick was still trying to drill thru my slacks. Her translucent blouse let her brown nipples show through and her pleated white skirt ended just above her gleaming white panties and noticeable camel toe. What-a-dream!“Al? Is that.