“I need the interaction. I can’t just view it from afar.”Wait. What did I just say?She stopped moving about and rested herself back against a co...ntertop, folded her arms beneath her chest. Oh, swell.“What about phone sex? Can you call your girlfriend for phone sex? Why haven’t you called her thus far?”Oops. Um, because she’s not my girlfriend. And also maybe…“Like I’m gonna hide in the bedroom and try to pull that off with you around? Besides, she’s from overseas. She went back home.”“Oh, so. Her sad eyes lingered, longing for the vision of me to reassure her in person. The image burned in my mind. As soon as the sun went down, I arose, my black cloak all around my naked body. I brushed it off my shoulders and closed my coffin, my thoughts focusing on my careful choice of what I was going to wear to see Grace again. The cooling air of the night swirled around my pale body. Just thinking about Grace all day had made my body react in ways I had long forgotten. My nipples hardened and. ”“Rob, my daughter, could take you on, and Josh is capable of showing Pat or me a good time if it came down to that. I saw you and Pat checking out my daughter’s ass. And you know what? It does not bother me one bit that the two of you may desire her.”Pat leaned forward and, with all seriousness, asked Betty, “Do you desire my Josh?”Betty shrugged. “I may have given it a passing thought now and then. He is one cute kid.”“Do you think Mary Lou would be jealous if you did have sex with my Josh?”. Her long dark hair shone when the light hit it. Her dark skin and dark eyes made her look exotic, perhaps Italian or Spanish. He'd seen no males coming or going from the house, so he believed she was single. He'd smiled politely whenever he'd seen her, unable to muster the courage to speak to her. She always smiled back and waved. God, the fantasies he'd had featuring her since she'd moved in. He couldn't remember a time when he'd wanted another woman more. From his bedroom window, he had a.