"With that she made her way to her room and lay down in hopes of falling asleep quickly.Elizabeth.She heard him whisper by her ear followed by a soft ...arm hand across her cheek.I've waited so long for you, my love. I've hungered for your soft skin all these years.She felt his hand leave her face and move down her neck.Finally you've back to me. I've been lost without you.A faint smell of roses lingered in the air.Let us be how we once were ... long ago.His hand traveled down between her breasts. We just got our lab results yesterday before we left home. They’re up in our room. Oh, I’m going to be the happiest woman in Charleston.”Dave stood more erect, “Then I guess we’re off to dinner after I try a few more of these wonderful looking hors d’oeuvres and finish my glass of wine.”“Oh, my god. Oh, my God. OH, my God. OH, MY God. OH, MY GOD. OH, MY GOD!”The bed provided a cushion as Lolly’s body went limp and dropped as dead weight from the arch it had formed above the mattress. The pretty. Menus down. She folded her hands in front of her and gazed purposefully at me. “We need to get along, David. This endless cold war we’re engaged in isn’t useful,” she said.“Why?” I said.“Why what?” she said.“Why do we have to get along? You’ve gotten Jenna to almost write me off. I know it’s you. She doesn’t even want to come to my place anymore, that’s obvious,” I said. “You’ve got her brainwashed, you and my asshole ex-brother. The way I see it, you’ve won. Be happy.”“Goddamn it, David, we. I sank back into the bed, as Tracey began to dance. Slowly, every move carefully designed for maximum sex appeal, she twirled to the music, swaying her hips, tracing the outline of her boobs, her eyes closed as if she were lost in a private sexual experience. And slowly, the t - shirt came off. I gulped again as I saw her large lacy bra, straining to contain her voluptuous breasts (I had much bigger breasts, but hers were pretty big!). With a flick of her wrist, she tossed the t - shirt to the.