She grabs both my hands looks me in the eyes and said ur gonna put this on. some how some way she convinced me with that simple look. I was like what ...bout underwear do I wear my boxers. she said oh sorry I must've forgot u gotta wear these and pulls out panties. I asked why not boxers she told me cuz my were too long. she told me to get undressed. not in front of you I told her. she said sweetie u aint giving up what I want baby just get undressed.so I did down to my boxers. she looks at me. We did the customary shaking of hands and nice to me you. Without a pause, he asked what I did for a living.“I work with an independent contractor doing handyman work and light construction,” I answered.“Well, people gotta make a living I guess,” he huffed, “I am a regional sales rep for an internationally known business machine company.”“That is just his part-time job, he is a career firefighter. He pretty much works two full-time jobs,” My girl retorted.I inwardly winced at her trying to. ’ He held out his hand. I took a few barefoot steps toward him to shake it. What else could I do? Never mind that it happened to be the hand which had been buried up to the wrist in his wife’s cunt the night before… Thinking about that made me want to pass out. ‘It just Janie.’ ‘Want some coffee, Just-Janie?’ He nodded behind him toward the kitchen. So that’s where he’d been when I thought I was sneaking by, I realized. ‘It’s fresh.’ I shook my head. ‘No, I should…I need to get home.’ ‘I’ll. Anne went up stairs and checked the teens to be sure they were sleeping. She opened the boys door and looked in to see the two of them sleeping soundly. Quietly entering Kim and Sally's room she could see the two girls, their arms intertwined, also asleep.Anne returned to the living room and joined the rest of the group. They talked about the night's events.Marge said, "I guess I'm not sure what we should next, but I don't think we can just act like nothing happened."They agreed that they.