Do overs, that’s when if you had the chance you couldgo back and correct the mistakes in your life. Would-a,should-a, could-a, doesn’t mea... a damn thing. I madethe mistakes and now spent the last twenty five yearsof my life paying for it. I thought of leaving Sophie adozen times. The problem was that I caused theheartache. I had the affair. I’m the one who put our marriage inthis life long turmoil. But most of all, I still hadstrong feelings for Sophie. Even if we had. I again moved my hand slowly up to the top of her leg until I could feel the elastic of the bottom of her panties. Knowing that Gabby could feel my hand there and that she wasn't stopping me, I moved my hand still further up and under her panties until I felt the junction of her leg with her body. I twisted my hand slowly sideways and then suddenly I felt her fuzz.Gabby gasped as my hand made contact with her virginal pussy for the first time. Then, moving her hands upwards to her breasts, she. She turned her head and looked up at me. I knew; it was time. I bent to her lips with mine, hoping that she wouldn't turn away. She didn't. Her lips met mine, softly. I had enough sense not to stick my tongue in her mouth, though I knew that Mom loved that. We broke the kiss silently and resumed looking at the movie. It was a while before she spoke."I can't believe we did that, Ned. You're like my brother."I kissed her again."Sometimes I don't feel like that, Carrie." Me neither."I took her. "I need to talk to you, Anthony," she said. "It's really important." What time is it?" I asked."I don't know. It's after three I guess. Can you come out?" I'm in my pajamas," I lied. Actually I was bare-assed naked. My semi-erect manhood was stretched out across the top of my desk. The glass of the desktop was cold."Please," she continued. "It's really important. It's about Sheila."I rubbed my eyes and looked again. Apparently it wasn't Sheila out there, but it was someone who knew her."I'll be.