"Bash looked at Julie. "Something about those two is bothering you, isn't it." It wasn't a question; Bash was very perceptive about his wife. "I kn...w you and Ray have been friends since you were in college, and you care about him." He shook his head sadly. "But you can't solve everyone's problems."Julie sighed again. "I know. It's just that ... well, he's always been such a good friend." She set the magazine on her night stand, then slid down under the covers. Bash likewise slid into. "About your beard," she said, mischief in her eyes. What a flirt I am; I'm terrible, she thought, but he has such kind eyes, even if one is still bloodshot.Robert leaned back and crossed his arms although he had enjoyed her warm nearness, her clean smell, and obvious enthusiasm. "What about it?" I think you should trim it down or shave it off." Do you?" he said, arching an eyebrow at her and stroking at his chin with the back of his fingers. "And why do you think that, my girl?" Well, no. I was at odds for a moment, then I stepped to Lee’s closet, and I knew. She was gone. No warning, no word, nothing… I called my student, Carey. No answer. I had known for some time that Carey and Lee had been having an affair, but since I had been there for the first session I wasn’t even bothered by that. Our sex life was fine, in my opinion. I can’t say that I am any particular superstud, but at 58, everything works. I also know most of the tricks and triggers on the female form. So I would. I thing they were afraid I’d cover up if I knew that they were getting an eye full of my bouncy tits. I soon changed their way of thinking though. When Steve announced that it was time to get moving again I said, “It’s getting too hot for this,” and took the flannel off. I turned my back to the men and bent down to stuff it into my pack giving them a nice view of my long toned legs and a generous peek at my ass as well. “Damn!” was the only audible comment made by Jessie. Jessie and Carl were.