Then does that mean we can still go out?"Aaron was back."I don't know," I said quickly. I rather liked the feeling of being a step ahead of him and I ...idn't want to lose it just yet. Besides, I really didn't know if I was ready... to go out. "I want to think about it. So, do you want to borrow some swim trunks, or what?" Don't need 'em," he replied, smirking, and I watched as he kicked off his flip-flops and pulled his shirt over his head. I didn't mind watching, either. I hadn't really seen. As an 'ex-SeaBee' I had plenty of skills on my CV and had no problem in getting a good Engineering job that provided us with a comfortable salary. Jacqui was doing teacher-training and we were confident that when she graduated that she likewise would find a good position. We had no money worries and the living was easy.Our first priority was to find us a place to live and given we had no intention of putting down roots in the area we decided to rent rather than buy and so we moved into a well. The dinner before last had been planned from a script proven long ago. Sarah would be welcomed by Jen with a warm peck on the cheek. Jen would touch her several times - most daringly when she brought her a drink and in front of everyone lightly brushed her cheek. Having aroused Sarah fully, Jen would then retreat until it was time to leave. At departure, with Laura standing next to her, Jen would brush Sarah's cheek once more, and give her the lightest and briefest peck imaginable.As Jennifer. "Before answering, Aaron looked away. At first I thought he was weightingwhether or not he was authorized to share that secret with me. Like somany other assumptions, that explanation proved to be as wrong as itcould be. Unable to look me in the eye as his enflamed ears and crimsoncheeks betrayed an acute case of embarrassment, Aaron explained thathe'd told the doormen that he suspected that I was cheating on him, thathe wanted to keep track of who I was seeing for personal reasons..