”“You don’t NEED an ego boost, Jacob,” She admonished a bit bitterly, cutting me off. “Of course I remember it. It was my first real kiss to.... You know that.”“Then what changed?” I let the question float the short distance between us.“I don’t know,” she answered quietly. “Probably Melody.”It was the first time she’d said that name to me in five months. It hurt, but not because of what happened. What hurt was the realization of what it meant.“Do you feel like we can’t be close friends when I. I can’t take subjecting myself to constant rejection and am actually afraid to touch you now. I feel like I am walking on eggshells, and can’t touch my own wife.”“You started getting really mad when I didn’t feel like having sex.”"You started getting really mad when I asked for sex."We both look at each other desperately trying to understand.“You didn’t explain anything to me, Kira. And I became afraid – afraid we would stop making love altogether. I am not going anywhere, though. I won’t leave. I placed my free hand on his shoulder and leant in to whisper to Conrad that he was a very boy feeling my garters with husband still in the room."What he doesn't know can't hurt him!" he smiled."Mmmm!" I replied as Conrad continued stroking my garter strapped buttock. My hand moved off his shoulder as my nails gently stroked his cheek. My husband watched all of this and didn't flinch one bit. I decided to take my flirting to another level. Smiling at Conrad I stroked his cheek saying."I seem to. Ray assured her: "Misty and I are REAL good friends. And any friend of Misty's is a friend of mine. It's so nice of Misty to send such a cute friend of hers to see me." Ray said as he continued blatantly feeling up the teen, stroking the firm but soft flesh between her tight jeans and the clingy crop top. As he continued stroking up and down her side, he said with a leer, "I like how you cheerleaders keep your bodies in such good shape. You've got a hot little body on you, Tina" Mmmmm, that.