”“Where was your mom?”“On the couch - passed out.”“Julie...”“What? ... Tell me what you were about to say, Wade.”“Nothing. I almos... hugged you, then I caught myself.”“Because you felt sorry for me?” she asked and her eyes were full of tears.“No, because I care about you and I want to help you erase all of those bad memories, somehow.”“Wade? Will you hug me now - and let me hug you?“I held out my arms and she rushed me. She was sobbing as she clung to me. I didn’t know what to do, so with my. ”I’d feel sorry for him, truly, I would, except I can feel the electricity of his excitement and I know that look in his eyes. That dark shine. The tell-tale flicker of desire.I undress as I wait, my eyes not leaving the bathroom door for a second. By the time he finally comes out, I am fully loaded. I couldn’t tell you the answer to 1 + 1 right then, but I can tell you exactly how he looked. Every detail is etched into my mind like a photograph. He was fresh out of the shower, a white towel. "Damn, Larry -how the hell did you get a hold of a hottie like that?" Hehe, if you think she's a hottie...wait till you see her sister! Hersister's a fucking model!" grinned Candace/Larry, lifting and cuppingher breasts proudly. "And to answer your question - it was easy peasy,cause this honey takes the same bus route I do. From what I could getfrom her noggin', she was on her way today to help out her mom regularlywith some accounting shit."'Candace' displayed a naughty, toothy grin before. Jordan had always been easy get along with, and he luckily always had a way of soothing my anxiety. Jordan made a few jokes and we all talked about work and life in general. Jordan asked if he could do anything to help calm my nerves before we headed back to our place. I shook my head. Even though I was anxious, I trusted Jordan and was glad my husband thought he was the one to do this with. We paid our tab and went back to me and Kyle's place. I wanted go to the bathroom and put on something a.