Instead of pulling up my panties, I took them off and put then in my purse. I ran my fingers over my pussy and felt my lips swollen and my slit was so...king wet. Whao, this guy had me going.When I returned to the table Leroy had paid and we walked out of the club. He guided me to his car in the parking lot. It was an expensive little Mercedes, top of the line car. He opened the door and asked if I liked his car. I said yes it was very nice. I asked myself if this was for show or if he lived in a. I think he was trying to determine how much he learned from the women in New Orleans was real and how much was make believe." So what's with the question, then? If you know that Dad's doing better, then why question if we're OK?" Well, you and Dad still try to protect me by not telling me stuff, even though I can kinda feel what you think about things." Yeah, and..." Kelly prompted her, trying to find out where she was going with it."Well, I just wanted to make sure there still weren't any. "I've never heard of anyone being invited to the big house for dinner before, I suppose you've done this a lot?" she asked.Veronica smiled, in spite of her feeling, "No, in fact this is my first real dinner appointment with him, I'm not sure how I'm going to react." She looked towards the passenger seat where Timothy was still looking straight ahead."I really don't know why he's invited me, and he spoke to me personally, wasn't that nice? Normally he has his people to pass on the messages, I'm. Yet here I was, holding Katie in my arms in our bed while the woman I'd promised to marry was outside. She didn't even have Lin with her.What could I do? My wife, the woman I'd been in love with since we were teenagers, was still alive.It was the next morning when I found just how stressful the entire situation was for Rachel. I awoke with the dawn, per usual. Katie, of course, was fast asleep and would probably stay that way for some time. Her body would be slowly recuperating and for now her.