”“Okay,” signed Linda, let’s see if we can ID her.”“Thank the gods for small favors,” responded Sheila.“A neighbor, the nosey type, ha... lately been noticing a lot of cars pulling up to an address over on Cambridge Lane. Lots of men, a few women coming and going at the residence of one Lynette Anderson. Always while the husband is at work.”“Sounds like Lynette may be either dealing drugs or...”“Or in the entertainment business,” added Linda,“But what’s this got to do with...”“Husband reported. I've been wondering what your breasts look like." Really? Have you?" and she's delighted and flattered to hear it.I didn't mean it like that. I don't know how I meant it. But I have been thinking about her breasts and now that I can see them I want to touch them. More than that, I feel as if I want to suckle on them and know them more intimately. I don't know why, I just think they're so lovely."Do you like my breasts then?" she asks me."They're beautiful." Thank you. So are yours."She walks up. I don't seem to be able to keep my panties on when he's around.”I finally massaged her to sleep and lay beside her awake for a couple of hours, just gently stroking my hand slowly over the curve of her hip, enjoying the soft touch of her body as she slept.****I drove Jack to work the next morning so I'd have the car to run up to Louisville to get all of my paperworks turned in and give them the first check. By 11:000 AM I was back and was sitting on the floor of Carolyn's living room playing. “You can ask me anything, but whether I choose to answer is another matter entirely,” he countered with a smile.“That’s fair enough,” she laughed, before looking at him observantly. “You don’t look it, but you’re much closer to my age than Calara’s, aren’t you?”“I just turned forty a few months ago,” he admitted honestly. “Is that a problem?”“In all honesty it’s a bit older than I would have preferred, but the heart wants what the heart wants. There’s ten years age difference between my husband.