They feigned politeness as she washed and he dried, barely cracking a glance in the others direction. The water was extra soapy as the fakeness of her...washing became evident as floating clouds of suds became more and more airborne. That’s when it started, as the suds began to hit home on him more and more. He was becoming more and more irritated but settled for a more humane approach by launching some suds of his own. It quickly escalated into a suds fight. They realized that they were working. "After a heavy sigh, the judge continued, looking out over the galley. "I would like to also express, to everyone involved, my hope that, for all the children's sakes, you learn to cooperate with each other more. I understand there was a reason for the divorce, and there might be a lot of hurt still between the two families, and the parents. But, you are the adults in this family and you should act like it! Stop calling each other names around the boys, and stop trying to sway them one way or. I felt a draw to him. He just sat there on the bar stool grinning as I slowly made my way across the room.I licked my lips unconsciously as every sound in the room just faded away. It was like I had horse blinders on. Nothing else mattered or existed. My focus was squarely on Mark, or his bulge to be more blunt.I was only maybe five feet away from him when he got up and walked to the back of the house. I followed like a lost dog in heat. We went to the deck out back. He stood by the railing. I think we wereboth relieved when I made it to the bottom without falling. The heels werechallenging by themselves, but the fact that I was wearing a floor-lengthevening gown as well made it almost impossible. I could hardly see my feetat all.The dinner table was resplendent in white linen, silver cutlery, and bone-china settings.It seemed as if I'd made some kind of internal shift, sothat I was seeing things from a feminine perspective. Perhaps humanswere too bound up in their own sexuality;.