Her death was hard on both of them. Of course, he also loved sex. He spared no opportunities over the past five years, and on occasion even when she w...s still living."Hi Daddy," Chelsea said as she came in."Have fun swimming?"Chelsea nodded. "I guess," she replied as she started drying off. She slowly ran the towel up and down her wet tanned leg. Her breasts gently swayed as she dried off.He tried his hardest not to stare out the corner of his eyes, much less directly. The skimpy bikini she. In the ashtray on the crate that served him for a coffee table was a joint, apparently freshly rolled. He stuck it between his lips, lit it, took a drag and handed it to me."Jeez, Jackie," he complained. "It wasn't quite what I had in mind for Sunday. I was thinking of taking a drive down the coast, get some sun, maybe scout around. You know..."What he meant was that he was going to look for a babe. (I knew because that was how we'd met.) That probably meant that he hadn't started seeing. All she wanted was to be left alone.“I could really use your help,” Sharon said. Her mind worked furiously trying to come up with some excuse to get alone with her daughter. The last thing she wanted was for Cathy to ruin the first introduction to Lisa. It would take Harry a long time to forgive her.“I’d really rather not,” Cathy said getting stubborn.“Please.”Cathy stared at her mother trying to remember the last time that she had used that word to her. Even with the changes in lifestyle, her. ‘Wait,’ he suddenly said, and I didn’t open my eyes as he stood up and walked away--presumably to get something.He was back in a minute, taking my feet onto his lap again. Then, I heard him twist something open, and one of my eyes peered out suspiciously at him. ‘What’s that?’It was some sort of pot--sort of like the kind you’d buy mayonnaise in, with the same twist-off lid. It looked like it had mayonnaise in it, too, some sort of oily white creamy substance, but slightly translucent, and.