As Nell appeared out of the master bath to sit on thebed, Rich watched intently as his wife grasped herpantyhose and was proceeding to roll one hose o...er herright foot. ‘No, you don’t need those honey! You’ll turnhim on even more when he sees your long sexy white legsbare without the pantyhose!’ he wanted to tell his wife. It was as if she had read his mind as Nell pulled thegarment off and tossed it aside on the king-sized bed.Garbed only in a pair of matching lacy. Toby saw Tiny open his case and pull out an old trumpet. Tiny oiled the valves and ran his fingers over them. His eyes opened wide as he realized that Tiny's trumpet looked nearly identical to the one that I presented to Toby, although it wasn't as polished as Toby's was. (For that matter, when I had that trumpet, it was never as polished as it was after I gave it to Toby. He really seemed to cherish that gift.)After hearing Tiny practice with a chromatic scale that ran two octaves in an equal. Normally that would have been funny but landed with a huge bang. Amy came rushing back in and shouted if I was alright. I said I was fine but she was coming up the stairs. It was too late. She turned the corner and there I was on the floor dressed up in my wifes clothing and underwear.She stopped quickly as you can imagine. What the fuck are you wearing Mr Andrews. What could I do or say. I was caught. I just sat up and came out with the truth. She called me a dirty pervert but I caught a sly. All in all, it had been a great Saturday and I wanted to celebrate. In the refrigerator, I found a lost Rolling Rock beer and opened it. “Happy National Anti-Boredom Month,” I said, taking a sip.Rory responded with a “Huh?” from the sofa. “Did you say something?”“Nope.”Dinner - fresh grilled, crispy-skinned salmon with a lemon-dill cream sauce, new potatoes, and fresh green beans - was easy to prepare and consumed voraciously.Rory, stomach full, mellowed and smiled again, her world rebalanced..