.BAM!"She chuckled and shrugged. Her eyes went back to the coffee, her hand was starting to shake like a d**g junky needing her fix."Oh, for goodness ...akes. Here!" I handed her the cup, and even though it was still nearly scalding, she tossed it back in one long sip. "Now go get me some more. I left better than half-a-pot in the kitchen."Her eyes went the size of saucers, and she hurried off."Sweet and white!" I called after her."Yoik's....... and.... away!...BAM!"Chasing the last of the little. Raised quite a fuss. I flat refused to go. Well, I guess you know I didn’t get my way. Poor James. I can still see him the day I left. We wrote long letters full of passion and pledges of eternal devotion. James wrote some of the most dreadful poetry – fortunately, he had committed a number of Shakespeare’s better poems to memory and he used to recite them to me.”“Let me not the marriage of true minds?” Katherine quoted.“Yes, that was one of his favorites. It was our sonnet.”“Did you know that. "Have her come up to the old place. We can talk to her there," I said, adding, "When?" We're busy right now," Darla told Evelyn. "Want to get together later? Or can we talk tomorrow?" Darla listened, nodded, and ended the call. "Tomorrow," she told me."Fine," I agreed. About that time, Milo, hunched over Luz's head, emitted a unmistakable grunt, clutching her head to his crotch. After a few seconds, he let go and Luz raised her head and grinned at him."I have a feeling I'm gonna love my new. You know that even though I’m five years older than you are my sex life is fucking great! Let’s see what we can do to get years revved up again.”Trixie sighed, “I’d sure like it to be and maybe Frank would too. We just don’t even talk about it.”The older woman said with conviction, “You need something different to spice up your banging.”The housewife sighed again, “We’ve tried doing it in the laundry room and in the backyard and stuff like that but it’s pretty tough with growing kids around all.