He asked me if something was wrong. I asked him if he wanted the truth. ”Better to be kissed with the truth than slapped with a lie,” Keith said t... me.I told Keith the truth. I hated the fun we had with Carol. I told him I enjoyed my fun with her but hated her having fun with him. I told him I was jealous that he might have enjoyed it too much.Keith thought for a minute. He then told me that he would never make love to another woman. However, I was allowed and hopefully, I would at least let. It led to a friendly rivalry between ourdads and us that spoke volumes about us. Chad and I were both only childsince our mothers had died giving birth to us.But, even though we were both only children, our dads never spoiled usas you'd think. No, we both had a nanny, thanks to Charles MacBride.Nanny Anne was mine and Nanny Bette was Chad's. They were immigrantsfrom Germany and brought with them those yummy German foods as well as avast repertoire of culinary delights from Europe and the Middle. I surveyed the floor between myself and Larry's desk against the far wall by the window. I started picking a path through the minefield of the floor. I felt like I was planning a path for Lara Croft in some ruin.Once I knew where I was going to step I started to move. I stepped once, twice. The next step something caught on my foot and I went flying.The wrench went flying out of my hand and I tried to curl into a ball as I landed hard on the floor. "Dude can't you watch where your going?" Larry. There was some partial nudity among the women, as some of the others also came and joined the core group.Pam teased, “So, Aaron, we’ve had Shelby with us for over a month while you were up north working and packing. Were you lonesome? Did you miss her in your warm bed?”Both Aaron and Shelby laughed. He elaborated, “Actually, from the day Shel left to come down here, I never slept in my bed. I was with our friends Sasha and Martin – mostly with Sasha. I was in her warm bed, sometimes with Martin.