Each night my dad would come home and find me sitting there, waiting.“I would go with him and ask him a million questions, but all he would tell me ...as that she’d be home soon. I couldn’t understand why I couldn’t talk to her on the phone. I must have left a hundred voicemails, because it was soon full. Then two weeks later, her cell number no longer worked.“Sharon finally had had enough and made me come over to her house for the weekend. She said I needed to get my mind off my mom leaving and. As it turned out we actually were living in the same town and he asked if I'd want to go out some time for a drink. I said maybe, but I'll have to make sure my husband is ok with it. That kind of cooled him off, but I said "he probably won't mind if I meet a friend from school for a drink" I told my husband knowing he didn't mind, Having been married for years to a confident man in a sharing relationship is a good thing. You don't have to worry about jealousy, besides this was all innocent at. While an evening orgasm was great for helping to fall asleep, launching a phosphorus flare in the morning had the opposite effect. All the excitement increased my heart rate and blood flow, figuratively "washing out" the fatigue from my body and energizing my mind."Ok, girls, you win. I'm getting up. But you're still going to have to wait before opening any presents."We all got dressed and headed downstairs. The fire in the stove had gone out so it was as cold as it was dark. Before anything. He was a dream."Hi, are you Billy?" he asked with a grin.I said, "Uh, yeah." Well come on in then, it's cold out there. I'm glad you found the place ok" he said as he closed the door. "Are you doing all right? I just finished my morning exercise and was having some juice, would you like some?"I gulped, "Uh... sure." It seems I have plenty of time this morning, nothing else scheduled till this afternoon," he said as he poured the juice.I couldn't take my eyes off of him while he talked and moved.