"Not on your life," Meredith said. "I want you to move enough stuff off the table to put me down and get on top of me. I want to do it right here on t...e table."Brock hastily slid the dishes to one side and laid Meredith on her back. He wasted no time in disrobing and neither did she. Meredith wrapped her legs around his butt and pulled him into her.The conversation about Meredith's segment on television would apparently have to wait until the next morning.Brock awoke to find Meredith's eyes. I remember as a teenager being totally grossed out at the notion of my father bonking my mother.”“Of course, we must be sexual beings or else there would be no kids. Kids don’t seem to get that.”“And, I also appreciate how difficult it would’ve been for my mother to have told me if she had found herself in this sort of arrangement. No one needs to know the details of what happens with us in this bed. But the love and commitment we have -- there’s no reason to hide that, Eva. At least, I don’t. "This router isn't down. It's up. As a matter of fact, it's running balls to the walls." English, please." She replied."This machine is running and it's transmitting so much data that it doesn't have time to respond to the monitoring device. That's why it looks down." Well that's good right?" Wrong." I replied. "There shouldn't be any where near this much traffic." I punched more keys on the PC. "And the data is running in the wrong direction too." What do you mean?" This is an outbound. How did he do that?When he walked into the house it was a meek appearing wife that met him, met him in a revealing sheer nighty that screamed "fuck my beautiful body". Before he could say a word Carol said, "I was so wrong honey. I blew up cause I knew I was wrong in even thinking about Tony. Please forgive me. I am going to California tomorrow and tell Tony I will have nothing to do with him outside of work. If he can't honor that I will get on the next plane and fly back. They can shove this.