"Nope, that's not it." What? You're wanted for murdering someone with your looks?"She dimpled and I stirred the small cooking fire we had going. "Nope..." Well, what is it then?" I'm so fuckin' horny right now that it's not funny. If you don't mind, I'm going to wear your ass out tonight."And as casually as I could, I replied, "Oh? What if I'm not that kind of boy?" I'll convert you." She said seriously."Hey, Nance. I'm flat out heterosexual. The fish looks about right, don't you think?" Yeah." I. " She pointed one manicured finger. "Closed?"Yes, I told her, unfortunately so. She sighed and said it had been her favorite, a place she could go to get away."And it had wonderful gnocchi," I noted.Her whole face lit up and we were soon deep in a conversation about minestrone and marinara. Deftly I slipped in mention of a small cafe I had visited in Rome. It happened to be a favorite of hers. In no time I was leading her down two blocks to an intimate little spot that, I promised, had the best. ”I kissed Erin’s open vaginal lips, French, and stood up.“You always make me cry when you do that.” Erin was sobbing again.“Me too!” Lynn was standing at the door to the family room.I kissed the tears from Lynn’s face and then from Erin’s face and then they shared wiping mine from my eyes. Ok! I am a sentimental guy. I don’t know why I talked to the kids like that, maybe because it was too early for Erin to have a baby bump to talk to. But it just seemed like the right thing; plus, I liked. That would surely give me away. Lisa flushed the toilet in the adjoining stall and whispered to me that she would be waiting for meoutside.I pulled my skirt up to my waist and slid my panties down to my knees. The seat was cold against my rear as I sat down to pee. Finishing my business, I flushed, pulled up my panties, smoothed my skirt and left the stall. The rest room mirror brought me back to the reality of my plight. The womanstaring back at me in the mirror offered no semblance of.