David glanced at the displayed picture and looked back at the highway. He took a second longer look at the picture and realized it was a very naked Sh...rri reclining on a chase lounge. He handed the phone back to Chet and stayed quiet.“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have shown you that,” Chet said, taking David’s silence as a sign of anger.David gave his head a slight shake and looked at his boss. “No, don’t be sorry. I guess I don’t have to try and convince her now, do I?”“There something else that you. I should have guessed that I would have to be angry to keep from having the other problems. Slowly, gently, we started moving. At first it was just a sway, and then our feet actually stepped to the side. I didn't hear music, but I was moving to something. Maybe it was the moment and flow of emotions. Maybe it was just the near silence. Whatever it was, it was nice.I don't know how long Erin and I held each other and danced to the silent music, but looking up to see Renée smiling brought it to. Abby sucked in her stomach and her hips rocked upward. ‘Yessssss!!! Oh, Greg, Yessssssss!!!’ she cried. Greg slid his hand between her legs onto her vagina, and her hips shot upward. ‘Gahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!’ Abby gasped. ‘Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!!’ she groaned when he slid a finger into her sopping wet opening. His lips arrived on the verge of her lush pubic forest, then continued through it. ‘Greg!!! Please!!! I need you!!!’ she begged. Her hips began to move wildly as his finger thrust in and out. When. 'I just sat there looking at Casey and the kids as if they were fucking crazy. Maybe it's PMS or early menopause, I thought. Maybe this bitch is bipolar. Maybe she's high or drunk? Nah — I don't smell any alcohol on her breath. So where is this divorce shit coming from?Casey finally dropped the papers on the counter, and handed me a check for half of the money in our bank accounts."Kids, take your dad's bags to his truck," demanded Casey.Un-fucking-believable! They had packed my bags before I.