Meanwhile the man throws the rug into the back of the truck, pulls down the back door and steps into the cabin. As the truck drives up the street, Gab...iela takes a look inside the house. The kitchen seems to be empty except for a few unpacked boxes and the red cap of the truck driver, she moves to the living room window. The older woman is sitting in a large arm chair drinking a glass of what looks like thick red wine. Older is inappropriate because old, she is not. In her late thirties, maybe. He had already mentioned it to Sophie. He would be gone a week since his brother still lived in the same town they grew up in. Luke took her out for dinner the night before his flight. He took her to one of the more elaborate restaurants in town. They had a small booth in a corner that was very romantic. Neither cared what they ordered as long as they were together. The compliments flowed as Luke continued to drink in her beauty. ‘I’m not sure how I got lucky and found you, Sophie. Call it. And there were no secrets between the girls. Even if Rachel tried to keep a certain embarrassing rendezvous under wraps, Rebecca would always find out. Rachel giggled again as a memory of just such a rendezvous flashed back through her brain. She rolled her teary eyes. She could still picture Rebecca’s mocking grin that day. That girl! *** ‘Hey, slut! I’m gonna run over to the computer lab and print out my paper really quick since I totally ran out of the house like a crazy person this morning. I groaned, inwardly, glancing at her nipples. While they didn’t look as hard as when I’d been taking photos, they weren’t exactly invisible…“Smells yummy.”“Want something to drink? Water? Lemonade? Beer?”“Lemonade sounds nice.”“Fridge. Pour me one too while I’m finishing mine.”“Sure thing.”I found myself wishing that the pitcher’d been on the bottom shelf so I could watch her bending over… God, that ass…“This is really good,” she said, mumbling a little, her mouth full, laughing at herself as a.