The three of them were alone again in the big house. Handsome nuzzled his furry snout against her party exposed thigh and her fingers played affection...tely around her ears.Maxwell Carter had started the stereo, and, as they relaxed over their drinks and cigarettes, the most sensual music seemed to waft through the air of the living room-cum-library. By now the pungent sweetness of the smoke seemed to hang very heavy as well. It seemed to Ellen that the scent of that smoke was exceptionally. Mumtaz got up and took the lingerie her admirer had kept it on the table. She didn’t wear it. She was wet, and she didn’t want to spoil the lingerie with her juices.Mumtaz pulled back the straps of her top and pushed her boobs back into it, then adjusted the skirt. Draping the shawl over her breast, she walked out of the room and jumped into the partially open elevator.It was just her and a young man inside. He couldn’t stop staring at her butt. Mumtaz tapped on the parking lot button and. After the birth of their second child their sex life had gradually diminished, not so much because of Kay, but because of an apparent loss of interest on Tom’s part. If Kay regretted this she has never said so, and she still retains a fondness for her easy going husband and has no wish to break the marriage bond and go in search of new sexual pastures. It was not she who went in search of new pastures, but new pastures that seemed to find her and this came about because of her pre-retirement. “What if it’s a girl?” J.J. asks. “We haven’t really thought about that…I’m getting, like, such strong vibes that it’s going to be a boy…just the way you and Aaron take me there!” the hippie replies. “Oh, and Milo says hi! To you and Aaron! He’s living on a commune now, in Nicaragua. He’s going to, like, stay there at least until next spring…” the hippie continues, giving the stud an update on the whereabouts of her peripatetic husband. “Milo is such an awesome dude…you know we can’t let him.