Two consenting adults and all.”“I know, but I just… I probably shouldn’t have.”This day was clear, a canopy of China blue, and through occas...onal breaks in the trees, they could still see the moon like a powdery thumbprint in the morning sky.“I’m not looking for a girlfriend or anything. Not saying that’s what you’re worried about, but if it is.”“No, I wasn’t worried about that. I knew… That’s not…”“Maybe I didn’t make you come hard enough.”“Stop,” said Callie. “You made me come beautifully. It. He handed me my toy bag which I put on the shower shelf and something from the glass which I also put on the shelf. I took a sexy little string of hot pink anal beads out of the bag and lubed them well. Cath and I had never discussed things this intimate before so I didn't know if she had any anal experience, and I didn't want to hurt or shock her. I returned to her and positioned her sexily, spreading her legs wide, butt out as far as I could get it as she leaned against the far wall, her. It made for a nice day. Throw in watching Beth move around in doing her duties only added to how good of a day it was.Taking Beth out to dinner during the week was getting to be a regular thing. She said she had no problem in having her parents babysit and she enjoyed going out to dinner with Ron. The subject of socializing with a fellow co-worker was never brought up by either of them.At one of these dinners about a week before Christmas, Beth remarked that the Christmas vacation days from. “No, John!” she whispered. “Please stay! I don’t want you to go.”“What DO you want?” I demanded.“I want ... I want this to work,” she said. “I want you to be happy, me to be happy and both of us to feel free.”“And are you happy?” I asked.“I would be if you’d just relax and find someone of your own,” she said sharply.“So I’m the problem,” I said, coming to the conclusion for her. “What do you mean by relax? Does that mean that I should stop giving a shit that your boyfriend is writing ‘I was.