.. er ... I sound like an idiot.”“No,” the fourteen year old girl told him. “Not like an idiot, just like you’re nervous as a pig.”Now it ...as Greg’s turn to giggle. “I didn’t know pigs could get this nervous.”“OK this is what I want to do,” Frida told him. “I want to hug and kiss, and if you want to, we can hug and kiss naked. Then if there’s any time left we can make up our minds if we want to do anything else, like oral sex.”Greg’s heart was beating like he’d run all the way up the street.. The phone rang and I answered, it was my husband to say his plane had touched down, 'What are you doing', he asked me, a sharp keen edge to his voice, 'I am getting ready darling', I responded deliciously, genuinely excited by the prospect of what lay ahead.'Did you shave as he asked you to', I did not answer immediately, instead choosing to subject myself to another submissive surge of obedience, 'Yes Darling, everywhere', was my answer, meaning not just my pubis, but under my arms also,. Her hand clutched a torn out article on a band concert airing on TV when they both grabbed the remote at the same time."Give that to me!" Lesley shouted at her brother. "I've been waiting all month for this concert." I've been waiting all year for this marathon of my favorite black and white sitcoms!" Tim shouted back as he gave an extra tug. The remote slipped out of Lesley grasp and smashed against the wall. "Great, now you smashed the new remote." Me!" Lesley shouted back. "You should have. We ended up almost to Anna Maria Island at a place called the Tide Tables. We got a table under an umbrella and ordered.Ginger took the bull by both horns. “Do you think we should declare that we have an open marriage?”I looked my wife straight in the eye, “Yes, that does seem like an appropriate question for the day. I guess when I think about the past couple of weeks, we’ve started sliding down a slippery slope. You’re right. It’s better that we address it beforehand. I guess my honest answer.