I am curious.“ I kissed her forehead, “I may not act like it sometimes, but I do care for you and I know you care for me and have feelings for me...and I worry about you sometimes.”“How so?” “I worry the guilt will start to get to you. I know you are a very religious person and take your faith very seriously and I don’t want you to have some mental breakdown over it.”Mrs. Jennings giggled, sat up on the bed with her legs crisscrossed under her butt facing me, and pulled the sheets up to cover. ’ ‘I’m not old enough to drink,’ Wanda protested slightly. ‘But you do drink, don’t you?’ ‘Yes, but only beer so far.’ ‘Then allow me to introduce you to wine. It’s a marvelous drink and a perfect dinner companion.’ Anne led Wanda into the kitchen, and pulled a white Zinfandel from the refrigerator. Deftly handling the cork remover, Anne opened the wine and poured two glasses. She handed one to Wanda. ‘To the start of a better friendship, not just as teacher/student, but as friends,’ Anne. Things were worse now, that her husband was out of town for a business trip for 2 weeks. Boredom was as sure as her feeling older than 42.But recently, she preferred the pool, for it gave her an excuse to be in that tiny bikini she bought at the store a month ago. The pool on the ground level of her apartment was a perfect place for her to parade her body. Subconsciously, she dreamed of attention, the attention given to her firm and tanned body, her cute ass and perky breasts. She loved how the. But … that kind of brings up a question.’ ‘I suppose it does. You’re wondering what happens when we get back to Canada.’ ‘Yes … but … I think we should just see how things go for the rest of the trip. No need to rush into anything. I’ve been out of circulation for a long time, and I don’t know if I’m going to be very good at rational decision making for a while.’ ‘You want to test-drive some others?’ It was a smart-alec question. ‘Uh … no. Just want to get accustomed to having a bedtime.