She smiled in a shy way and sipped some more wine. I knew she was getting a little loose and accommodating because I could she her nipples starting to...poke out of her top and her face was getting redder than that wine in our hands. So I took a bold move and asked her how her sex life was, I know, probably a stupid idea, but she didn't seem to think so. She told me how it was awful and how she hadn't been laid in weeks. Her husband was a workaholic and she loved him, but she had her needs too.I. He behaved, but just enough so to keep out of trouble. Chapter Three Dixie came in at her usual eight o’clock Monday morning, and as usual she had coffee with Loren at the kitchen table. ‘So tell me what’s new in your life, Loren.’ ‘Let me see…not a lot I guess. I went to a cocktail…where does that word come from by the way. It has nothing to do with cocks or tails.’ ‘First thing on a Monday morning, and you want to talk about cocks?’ ‘Well, I was thinking more like male chickens.’ ‘Oh, my. .. oh my! You've got to see this." She had me curious, "Why? What are they doing?" Teresa moved to her left slightly. "There, can you see them now?" The couple's reflection appeared in the mirror. While I couldn't quite make out their faces, I could tell it was a man and a woman. He was Caucasian and she Hispanic. From what I could tell in the near darkness, they were kissing. It looked as if her tongue was in his mouth. "Yes, that's better." "Is that his left hand on her breast?" Teresa. " Oh wow, I can't believe my Mom actually knows Kassandra," Cassie was saying to herself, only half hearing the rest of what Dorothy had said.Of course a secret this good just had to be shared with her best friend, Janet. Then of course Janet had to share it with Connie, promising her to secrecy as well. A promise that Connie made sure to likewise extract from Kathy, and on and on it went. By the end of the weekend, most of the senior class had heard that Kassandra was coming to the Prom. All.