“I thought you would believe I'm too old to have sex.”“You're forty-one and much better looking than you were ten years ago. All those creepy pr...acher clothes you used to wear! And that hair tied up in a bun! Awful! Now, you're my cool mom, a world traveler, an adventurer.”Maggie digested what Rachel had told her. Perhaps Rachel was as sexually active and sophisticated as she claimed. Maggie found that alarming -- but in an odd way also reassuring. She had feared for her daughter's naivete;. .. you wouldn't remember a Brandon, would you?" he asks and my eyes widen, making all my breath leave my lungs. "That was... you?" I ask, biting the inside of my cheek until I taste the metallic flavor of blood. I'd let him touch me and kiss me and my stomach turned violently at the thought. I remembered what that night had caused, ending here and tears slid down my cheeks. "Yes, and must I say your lips taste so good, better than I remembered. Anyway, before I get wrapped up in you, you will. Man I’m in a hurry.According to Wayne if I kick out I might get ‘there’ before it’s too late.OK where is there? There is a Motel Six just off Interstate Route 81 in Pennsylvania ... and who might be at the Motel Six, why my ever loving, piss me off, wife Helen with her ‘alleged’ lover Jim ‘the mother fucker’ Carpenter. I have to get there. I have to stop her before she does something we’ll both regret.Wayne’s had my good truck today so he could keep tabs on Helen while I drove to Martinsburg to. “Where are we eating?” Alice asked as she shimmied into a red sequin dress that left little to the imagination. She wore no underwear, and the dress was short. She knew that when she sat in it she could display her pussy to a chosen few; waiters that stood at her table in just the right position could also see most of if not all of her breasts.Jim said, “Your choice. I’d thought of the Insignia, but I’m prepared for any idea, except I left my tuxedo at home. You look stunning in that.