Quickly but smoothly, I ran my fingers up the inside of her thigh all the way to under her plaid skirt, knowing full well she still probably had no pa...ties on. As my hand got closer and closer to her pussy, I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy. I heard her breathing quicken slightly. Mind you, this all happened in the few seconds it took Vanessa to find her bottle of vodka. As my fingers reached her pussy, they hovered over her wetness for just a second. I could have easily. Dinner done, meals packed for work tomorrow and her daughter’s lunch and dinner. She’d exercised and showered. Check, check, check.Windows rattled again. A car driving by.Sighing, she closed her eyes. “I really need to caulk those.”Maybe when Olivia was napping later. What now?Everything felt empty. Like a cardboard set for a play. Odd that this life didn’t tear her up. With her mood history, it would make sense. It was simply disappointing, she realized. Why? Focusing on the future. But Rex was scared that if he opened up that Pandora's box, it might ruin their relationship.He said that to me, like I would be as uptight as he was, and would find that idea deplorable. Boy was he in for a shock, I asked him if she'd ever talked about leaving him, if he didn't shake things up a bit, he asked how I knew? I told him that I believed as long as she wanted him to be a part of it, and if he didn't act all jealous, it might just have a better result than what he was thinking. He. I'm just me, Gibbs." No complaints here," he said, his voice low and rough."You just seem above it all." Guess I do," he agreed. She hadn't even been in combat situations, didn't understand what it was like to rely on that lifeline of mastering your own emotions and controlling and channeling fear. Maybe if she had, she would understand. Or maybe she wouldn't; in the end she was still and always Abbs and her emotions and spirit never played by the rules of society."Do you ever really let go?".