Her letter read: My dearest Butch: I’m so happy, amazed, and overwhelmed to suddenly have such a sweet, sexy, romantic, and talented man, especially...one who likes me for the woman I am. Yesterday was the absolute best day of my life. All the years that guys showed no interest in me, I felt so unattractive and worthless. Now that I have a real man, I realize how unimportant and empty those guys are. It’s too soon to tell what the future holds for us, but I think there’s a very big chance that. We went back downstairs and I made peanut butterand jelly sandwiches and cranberry juice.The fridge still had a chill so the juice was cold.Mrs M and I ate our breakfast and chatted.Strange, she was over the zombie thing but shehad no inhibitions. Her tits were on full display, her twathidden under the kitchen table yet she thought nothing of it.After we ate I got some Skyy vodka from the liquor cabinetand we had more cranberry juice with it.“God,” I said, “I'm glad this sh!t is over.”“Same. Alexa’s hand found its way on to my upper thigh and she gave me an approving, but silent squeeze. I wrapped my arm around her waist and silently returned her squeeze. Not to be out done, Bethany slipped her hand on to my other leg, close to the leading edge of my boxer shorts. Oh Lord.I called for Alexa, my artificial intelligence connection point, to turn on some “party music.”Bethany was not the least bit shy and asked if I wanted a lap dance.“Sure,” I replied, taking another drag from the. ..her perfume filled my nostrils, it was so sexual I could feel blood rushing in my groins. She had black sunglasses which fit her perfectly...And I had my sunglasses...I used them as cover, to seek a peak at her legs, knees which were coming out of her skirt...Anyway, we came to the place...bought the tickets and she took my hand and said, "Make a lady out of me.." smiled and there was I holding this hot lady under my arm...Race started and we sat really close to start line, danm those.