I wanted to go over andrub into her. Turning around "Should we order take out?" She looked atme, I had both my hands at my crotch as one foot floated,...twirling onit's toe.She started giggling, and sashayed over. "Sissy, you can't go around justgrabbing your crotch like that! It's not very ladylike at all." Placingher hand over mine. "Are you horny?" Jen leaned in, pressing her body tomine. She put one of her legs between mine and rubbed them causing me tomoan. "Do you like that, Sissy? The feel. After her first week she started telling how great her new boss was and how he was always telling how nice she was dressed and how sweet she was looking, crap like that. I thought that it was just some flirting and no big deal, I mean he knows she's married and my wife seemed to be enjoying his comments so it made her feel good about herself and I didn't think it would go anywhere. When we moved down here we knew nobody soon Derek my wife's boss was introducing to all kinds of people which did. I took a deep drink then asked her, “So, what do you do here, Bethany?”“Morale officer. When things get tough, I will keep us all going. I have ideas.” She said. “I'm coordinating with Danielle for some things.”“So, pussy,” I said.“Who doesn't like pussy, Mom?” Bethany asked. “Every girl I went to school with was curious about what I had beneath my skirt. I got a lot of it.”I laughed. “Definitely my daughter.”Leah, my daughter with Professor Rider, sauntered up. I gave her a look. “And so what. Those three-inch slides did not have much traction on the icy driveway."Oh, hell. Yeow! It hurts." Emily put her arm around my shoulder and dragged me into the cabin."Sprained ankle no doubt, my dear Annie. I've had three. Once on the runway I was so wired and wearing four-inch spikes and just lost it, tripping over my own two feet. I'm prepared for this calamity." Damn!" I blurted. "I can't believe it. We just spent hours on a bad-ass slope and I sprain my ankle in the driveway. Doh! Color me.