"Your mother said you missed your breakfast. Howabout some cinnamon rolls. I think I have a can of those instant ones." Sounds good to me. Especially ...f you have some hot chocolate." Let me put those in the oven and then you can have some breakfast."My grandmother headed toward the kitchen. I removed my slippers andstretched out on the couch, placing my hose-clad feet on the arm of thecouch. Who would have thought that wearing hose would lead to a date withMegan. I mused over what we might talk. . does it really matter?The water wasn't cold, but I could tell she was doing in the kitchen because the temp in the shower changed up or down as she did who knows what in there.The bucket of ice water splashed over the top of the glass stall ... of course I shrieked ... who wouldn't."That's for making me think I'd done something awful to you, brat!" she hollered.I would like to say I was steamed ... but my teeth were chattering too hard.Ah ... yes. Morning at the Austin residence."Good. ” Damn, she has nice legs, “Anita said you have to have a car before tomorrow, how are you going to make up your mind by tonight if you broaden the search?” My wife’s best friend turned to face me, I stopped just inches from her. She put a hand on my chest, her eyes smiled into mine, “I have a plan.” She waited for me to open the door so she could get in my car. We went back to the Lexus dealer to take the car out again, that time Yvette insisted we go without the salesman so we could. What is your fantasy?”Even from such a disadvantaged position I could clearly see her pale skin redden slightly.“I love to play with my bum, Hattie. Would you, erm, you know...?”I felt a gush of warmth between my own legs. I too had a predilection for the alternative and so, without another word, I slipped my hands below her knees and raised them until they were almost against her breasts.I stared at her in awe. That wondrous bottom was now just inches from my face and stretched tight.Because.