What’s the matter, Dad, afraid of Mom?’ smiled Cheryl. ‘No, I’m not afraid of your mother. Look, we’re not getting back together. As soon as...I’m able to walk, I’m going back to my apartment. Do you understand?’ I asked. ‘Yeah, right, Dad, we understand,’ said Sue. For some reason Mike’s word list for women came into my mind. The way Sue said ‘Right’ sure sounded like it should be on that list. I don’t think her right meant right. The girls changed the subject and started telling me about my. I moaned, “mmmm…what have we here? Feels like someone has a very wet pussy. I will deal with THAT in a minute…” I looked at her ass bright ass, but delicious looking as hell. I moaned as I knelt above her, one hand moving from her pussy to the crack of her as and back again. My other hand was on my cock, which had grown to throbbing. I looked down and said to her, Fuck! Maria, this is exactly how a bad girl’s ass should look! Glowing red and hot.” I let her rub her sore ass, which she did,. “Cream?” he asked.“Yes,”“Sugar?” he asked.“Yes,” I replied.“Sex?”“Yes,” I dutifully replied without realizing what he had just asked.“A lot?” he pressed.Suddenly, it dawned on me what he had just asked. I chuckled out loud.“You’re smooth,” I said.“I try to be,” he replied.“Yes,” I replied, “We have sex. Not like we used to, but we have sex.”Robert silently stirred the condiments in each cup and then handed me one of them. I took a sip from coffee at the same time that he did. He looked at me. The concrete is hotter than I expect, trying to quickly grab my mail at the end of the sidewalk, a door opens and then she walks out, tied up in a pretty pink robe, I'm starting to think pink is her favorite color..but then again, part of me is thinking it's red. Ignoring the burn at my feet, seeing her this close was a rare occasion. She catches me and waves continuing to the brick mail box holding the family mail. After last night, I can't see her in anything but that red baby-doll I loved so.