It seemed like I was at their house all the time. We also spent some quality time in my bedroom. You might have thought my parents would notice my com...ngs and goings. But they were as oblivious as if I had been a transient in their hotel. I carefully avoided having them meet Jeff and they seemed to avoid it too, although I suspect it took very little effort on their part. I didn’t know exactly what the criteria were, but whatever they were, I was pretty sure Jeff would not meet the lofty. But who sleeps with Mary? Mary's jodhpurs were on the floor by the laundry basket in the second bathroom."You ride, Mary?" Elvira asked."Yes, I do. And so does Pip." she replied."Oh, where?" At a local farm," said Mary."I'd love to join you. Is there any chance you could arrange a horse for me tomorrow?" Tuesday is shopping day," said Mary."But we could surely find a mount for Elvira on Wednesday morning, Mary. If she has finished her report," said Pip giving Mary a "shut up and eat" look."I'll. Occasionally they would kiss, but they just lay there waiting for me. It didn’t take long to see why. Next to Lissa was a bottle of oil and a towel.“Sweetheart, Melody needs a little back-rub. I thought as long as you were at it, maybe you could rub my back, too,” Lissa said when she saw me approach. “I’m so sore after our workout.”It was only a matter of logistics, not willingness. To them, it was sweet soothing relaxation for their tired muscles and cramps. For me ... I had my left knee. He didn't know what to say, and the first thing that came to mind popped out. "Are you aware that you forgot your underwear?" Did I?" Cat said, feigning innocence, lowering her hand, lifting the edge of a frill just enough to show her completely shaven area. "I thought it was a little chilly…" I get it now…" he said, an Admiral Akbar shaped bulb going off in his head. "This is a really elaborate setup to humiliate me…" He was quickly realizing this was all just a trap/prank. Par for the course.