.---------------------------------VS------------------------------------I walk into the restaurant, tugging down the hem of my sparkling scarletdress,...worried that it's too short. But this could be my last night likethis, with you.. I wanted to wear it one more time.I hurry to the table, my 5" heels tip-tapping on the floor then slideinto my seat. "Sorry I'm late," I whisper managing to keep my voicesoft.You smile and your eyes drift to where my skirt has ridden up... damn Iknew it was too. Mary and I had a guest bedroom, while Tara had the third. William, to his great joy, was sleeping on a sofa bed located in the playroom, right near the television. There were two full bathrooms and a half-bath to take care of everyone. Mom was in her element now. She was excited to have a whole family with her, and had been preparing the meal plans and activities for the children for some time.Juliet had returned to her home, a nearby townhouse that she would soon be selling when she married. . the thought made her feel guilty, and she did her best to banish it.He had been studying her face, and Jenny felt exposed, which he confirmed by saying, "Look, I know this is your first day, all this is probably too much for you. There'll be other days and other times. Maybe we could make it easier for you. For obvious reasons it wouldn't bother me in the least to pretend to be your husband, for example. Or, we could just be a couple on the big date where we end up in bed. You're a damn good. My desires were turning me into something I didn't want to be and all the others were a victim to it. I held her hand. "You like what you like, just like I do. I can't ask you not to want what your body tells you feels good. You and I share something wonderful and currently this is something special between the two of us. You're right about the others not asking for it, but just because they haven't asked for it doesn't mean I don't enjoy it."She smiled at the part of our finale being special.