For a long time, that hadn't been the case. We both talked, but neither of us really listened to the other. This weekend, all of us had listened for a...change. All of us made an effort to give the others what they were asking for. Maybe that was the difference, something as simple as going into a conversation and being willing to listen, and at the same time, be disposed to trying to give the other person what he or she said they wanted.We hadn't always done that on the visit, but, I had to. ‘For helping me with the housework,’ Karen replied. ‘And for being so wonderful to me.’ She kissed him again, this time more gently. The second kiss was much more intense than the first, and their third kiss was way more intense than that. Their level of passion grew rapidly. Jason slid his arms around Karen’s waist and pulled her against him while their impassioned exchange of kisses continued. Karen pressed her body against his and her weight forced him back, against the shelves they’d been. Uncle Renee -" She paused, "- was busy." In other words, he's with his lover." An older woman at the far end of the table said. "I don't mind. He's always much more pleasant when he comes home after being with him! I told him, the men, I do not care. Use a condom, have fun. The women, I will divorce you."I'm a son of a bitch and I love watching Yann blush. "So if you all aren't hung up on sex, what's the problem with Yann being my whore?"The whole table froze. Then Ivan and Sean both began. Bill, bill, bill, credit card application, Singles service invitation (how the hell did my name get on THAT mailing list - mental note to kill Sophia), and yet another bill. Sighing, I tuck the mail under my arm and unlock the door. Tosses the mail onto the table in the foyer, I shrug out of my coat, tossing it over the side of the chair. Whew... long day.. stepping out of my heels and enjoying the feel of carpet under my feet, I walk up stairs and stop midway as I see a window open on the.