"I think you've had enough. It's time I drove you home, I think. I glanced at Lou, who had turned red during Tricia's little song."Uh ... Jonny," Lou ...aid."I ain't goin' nowhere!" slurred Tricia.I was still looking at Lou, who was uncharacteristically non-plussed. "Uh ... Jonny?" she started again. By this time Tricia was kind of hanging onto me, pressing her rather luscious body into mine. "Jonny ... I sorta told Tricia she could spend the night here..." She hesitated. "With us. In bed," she. I remember very well how these teenage girls had sneaked back into the garden, leaving our kids with the stableboy, and hid in a bush while my wife and I had some fun in the cabana by the pool - we caught them — multiple times. We are still married, but we have grown apart. I love her, but she has her life, and I have mine. We share amazing memories but create very few new ones."Nah, we are only here for the summer. We both live in Paris now, going to uni there. But we help out at the bakery. With a smile she dances along with him and teases him with her nearness. He’s utterly taken with her and she revels in the attention. His eyes can’t seem to blink as she dances her hair into her face and pulls it back away with a giggle. His hands are on her body guiding her close and part of her wants to be even closer.“Hey party girl.” He grins with a too perfect grin.Their bodies are close in the privacy of a crowded dance floor. He pulls her body to press against his. It’s too fast, but she. That won't be possible dear. I've enjoyed your company... and your body but..." But what?" I told you I have a voracious appetite for sex..." But we could... you and I..." ... and a need for constant... variety." You mean now that you've had me, I no longer interest you," mused Vickie aloud."No, I find you amusing and very entertaining, but I have needs that can only be met by experiencing many women... and men." You... you want me to leave?" Not want you to, dear. You need other experiences as.