Julie was very animated and as she talked and laughed, she would touch your hands or brush your legs as she gestured.It seemed innocent and you weren'... upset by it. It was natural then when she was telling a story and after the punch line she hugged you tightly and kissed your cheek as sort of an apology for it being so silly.She left her arm there and when you didn't object, she very carefully slid closer to you when you were facing me. When you turned to her, she smiled at you and looked. My wife was working the overnight shift at the Hospital. The kids were away at some Cub Scout sleepover thing, so I had the whole house to myself, plus my favorite sports team was playing on TV. Could life get any better?Leroy, my neighbor, was sitting in an easy chair as we enjoyed the game. We were having a fun time, alternating between praising and cursing the referee's calls. You see, Leroy was an odd guy. He was queer as a three dollar bill and the first openly gay man I knew well.. She clearly needed someone to look after her and he felt a sudden unexpected wave of protectiveness, completely at odds to the lust she’d inspired in him in the bar. She stumbled slightly on the uneven surface and stopped for a moment to slip off her heels, swinging them absent mindedly in her free hand as she snuggled back against him, her head barely reaching up to his shoulder now that she’d removed her shoes. He struggled to reconcile this subdued creature beside him with the wanton female. He insisted on slow dances and I could feel his erection against my leg. Dan was asking me if I would join him in his room where he could talk to me privately and personally when my cell rang. It was 10 o’clock. I answered the phone and it was Jr.“Mooooommmm! He screamed. “DADS BEEN SHOT! It’s real bad. He may die. Mom, you have to come home.”I grabbed my purse and told Dan, I have an emergency at home, I have to fly out ASAP. Can you get me a flight while I pack? Dan looked disappointed but.