"But what about shoes?" I asked. Certainly I wasn't going to be walkingthe length of the parade route barefoot, but I didn't want to get alldressed u... only to have to wear my dirty old Nikes underneath all ofthis."I'll have to get you in heels another time," Lisa winked, as she handedme a pair of soft, flat-soled slippers. "Your gloves are on thecounter. They're the lavender ones," she added.Still sitting, I reached down underneath my dress managing to find myfeet and put the slippers on. " Mitch stopped in midstream as he turned to look at his mother, the can of Pepsi slipping out of his hand and making a tinny 'clunk' as it hit the floor. Nicole looked down at the dented can rolling beneath their feet as Mitch just stood there dumbfounded, his eyes focussed hypnotically on his mother."Uh... ," Nicole muttered, pointing down to the Pepsi can rolling across the kitchen floor. Her words seemed to finally break Mitch out of his trance."Oh shit!" Mitch said as he reached down and. He had been in the lounge, with me, studying between courses and at first ignored it. It went on for a few minutes and no one else did or said anything. That's when he had finally had enough. He closed his book and set it down, turned and faced the pair and stated in a voice that carried through the whole room, and over all the conversations, "She said to stop. Are you deaf, or dumb?"He made no move. He simply sat there looking at Javiar. From his side you'd think it were a normal conversation,. “I think I need to keep more control of the credit card.” He joked. Shelly gave him a fake pouting look as we all chuckled.“Why? Don’t you want your red-hot wife to look the part?” Shelly asked?We all laughed and Mike tried to think of something witty to say as he always does, but no words came out. I caught him checking Rachelle out again, though. For some reason, it made my dick twitch for a second time, knowing that my friend was ogling my wife right in front of me.Our flight to Nassau.