Cautiously, I pushed the door before me as I stepped into the house, listening for the sounds of any human activity. There was none, and I called out ...n a hesitant voice, "Adrienne?"There was no immediate response, and I closed the door behind me. Then once more I called, "Adrienne?" Still no response.The notion that I was in Adrienne's house without being invited inside made me nervous, and I walked slowly and softly, trying not to make any noise. This was WEIRD.Quietly, I headed for. To be honest, he was a great pain the butt when younger but recently he's becoming a little more tolerable. Especially after the incident I'm about to tell you.It was a Tuesday afternoon and I'd been home from school for about a half hour. I'd changed into comfy clothes (after running to take a pee, its the second thing I do when I get home) and had come downstairs. I was passing by the dining room, when I noticed Matt sitting in front of the computer (yeah, Mom has it in the dining room, don't. Bruce noticed that Mary and his wife were being extra giggly. He thought he saw a little handholding and a few quick kisses in the rear view mirror. When he would try to see what was happening they would quickly remind him to keep his eyes on the road. In the back seat, Hannah had started out whispering some of her ideas to Mary, but as they shared ideas, the girls got turned on. Mary stroked Hanna's calf with her bare foot well below the sight of the guys in the front. Hannah was the first to. "Come on Mike! Let's go sing," Linda suggested, pulling my hand. "Are you guys coming?" I asked, hopefully. "Oh yes we will be cumin! We are going back to the room," Dave said, with a suggestive smile. Linda and I headed out to the Buckaroo Room, leaving my hot wife and Dave to sing their own song. Linda was a surprisingly good singer. She did justice to Patsy Clines Crazy. Then she talked me into trying to sing King of the Road. People applauded politely, but it was hardly a standing.