.” I trailed off.“That’s kind of a harsh way to look at it,” Tami pointed out.“But is it the wrong way?” I asked.Tami went silent. I smile... again.“You know, I almost did the Star Wars movie. I almost did like Coach and just stepped into my life. I knew that if I took that role, I would never look back.”“What stopped you?”“Something my uncle taught me. Being a man of your word means something. If you give your word, it doesn’t mean ‘until something better comes along.’ I’d given my word to. Her only recourse was to stay busy, not lounging around between routines. So how did I fair so well? I suppose being twenty years older than Lois didn’t hurt matters. I ventured to guess she thought I was harmless. Besides, I talked to her like she was just regular people. No come on banter. I had been around actors and actresses, boxing legends, rock stars and IT big wigs. (Politicals were in an entirely different category.) I found over the years that, for the most part, treating them as. I always did, James's arms held me firmly against his body as he kissed my neck. I tilted my head and gripped the back of his hair. James's lips traveled along most of my neck before leaning me back down and kissing down to my shoulders and unhooking my bra. I let out a small sigh as his hand rested on my breast, I smiled slowly as he continued to kiss down my body, my eyes closed and a moan escaped my lips as his tongue ran over my breast teasingly. His hand behind my back pushed me up farther. I raise a single finger and hold it an inch from her cashmere clad nipple. She bits her lower lip, the cute way some girls do and I mouth, ‘can I?’ Before I get a response the lights click off and we’re plunged into darkness. My finger slowly grazes her erect nipple and then traces the underside of her boob causing her to stifles a low moan. Raising my palm I support her boob and pinch her nipple between my finger and thumb. Inevitably a low moan escapes her mouth as I squeeze her erect nipple.