”She smiled as she picked her camera up and left.“I’m going to figure this out,” I yelled down the hall.“Uh huh, good luck,” I heard her l...ugh.I couldn’t figure it out.What really threw me was when the delivery guys showed up at our house the next Saturday. They carted off our older washer and dryer and installed a set of new high-capacity, front-loading ones.My wife came downstairs just in time to sign their paperwork.“So what’s with the new appliances, Merr?”“Can’t tell you, I’m working. It didn’t feel anywhere near as good as when Dad was doing it.Frustrated, with nothing to do, she rose and limped around, eventually becoming so bored she did some chores, rested, did some more chores, browsed Amazon for clothes, and wished the day was over.By just after six, darkness having fallen, Sia was going stir crazy. The sound of the front door opening had her jumping up, gasping from a wince of pain radiating up from her ankle, and limping into the hall.“Dad! You’re home!”AS I HUNG UP. I was trying to say something -- y'know -- gracious and highly complimentary to my main squeeze, here.Tess looked at me kind of funny, but finally just accepted my inane remark as an attempted compliment. She probably wondered why Carla Frances' image had come into my head, at that moment, in the first place. Hell, I didn't know. I wondered about it myself.So I ignored, and more-or-less disguised, the existence of my raging boner, and gave Tess' still-naked body a scrumptious rub-down that had. For me, because I travel a lot, having access to these sites is a blessing. On one of the normal sites, I was contacted by a lady. Come to find out, after some emails, that she lived close to me in the same neighborhood. It seemed she wanted to meet someone close, did not matter to me. So we met for drinks and a bite to eat after several failed attempts to meet up. She was 4 years older than me, being real, she sort of looked it a bit, she could have made herself look younger for sure. It did.