”“It’s focus,” I slipped inappropriately into teacher mode for a moment. “Shoulders, pelvis, attitude...”“You like attitude.”“Bad at...itude.” I stroked my fingertips up onto her bare lower back, curled my fingers and ran the surface of one fingernail down either side of her spine.“Mmmmm,” she murmured into my ear, then eased her long fingers into my hair and her lips onto mine.“Errr...” I heard from the kitchen.“Oh sorry Faye,” I disengaged from Alice, “I forgot you wouldn’t know about a halogen. “Is that all daddy?” She asked Jack. He was still ogling her.“Yes dear that…that’s plenty thank you.” He said looking away.After breakfast Jack had to rush to work so he thanked Ashlin for breakfast and told her to wake her sister and to not be tardy for school again. Jack leaned over to kiss his daughter on the forehead but in his rush he accidentally got her lips. He felt the wonderful sensation of his daughter’s glossy soft lips on his and the kiss seemed to last a bit longer than it should. Standing, Elizabeth saw Tommy slip the toy’s control unit into his pants’ pocket. This type of activity hadn’t happened often in the past six months, but Betts knew it would be a long and glorious night. There was just something special about her husband when he let his inner animal out of its cage. Once they reached the rooftop bar, Tommy selected a table near the terrace edge, giving them the best view of the city. He ordered a bottle of wine and a cheese plate.“We’ll just take our time,. . um ... be polite, you know? It’s an orchestra concert, not a basketball game.”“We’ll cheer silently to ourselves,” Rachel grinned.“Oh! My!” Mrs. Marvel said when she saw me before the performance. I really liked this tux but I wasn’t sure if she was on board. They had a chair in the wings where I could sit and watch the first act. “You will complement Cynthia’s dress as well as you do her playing,” she said at last. That was it. I was a side-dish to Cindy’s main course. That was fine with me..