”“I figured you had your hot young thing to take my place!”“Nobody can take your place, Belgium!” I declared.“When does Pia arrive?”“S...nday the 14th and she leaves on Saturday the 20th. I’m working half-days most of the days that week so I can spend time with her. Jesse wants to skip school, but I told him Marta would be there when he got home.”“Are they sleeping together?”“They’re sleeping in the same bed, yes,” I chuckled.“And you and Pia?”“She’s not expecting anything, and I haven’t. He was a handsome hunk at that; perhaps six-foot-four or –five, two hundred fifty pounds of sculpted muscle under that designer suit, GQ-handsome, shaven head and smooth ebony skin. His companion was... Brock Maitland!Alexis slid smoothly out of the booth, holding out her arms. Brock swept her up in his and kissed her with easy familiarity, as though they had rehearsed this ritual a thousand times. I had no time to make anything of it. Jean-Claude swept me out of the booth like a rag doll and. I've always had fantasies and dreamed of being with a man that would treat me like a woman, dress me like a woman, and fuck me like a woman." Frank responded "Really? I usually have to convince most men into just wearing some panties for me but this is just great." Joseph replied "So do you have something in particular that you want me to wear or do you have a few things that I could look through for myself?" Frank responded "Actually I have a whole wardrobe of things. I have bras, panties,. Just say what you want.”She shook her head sadly, “Not always.”“That’s in the past; forgiven and forgotten.”“You can’t forget something like that!”“But you can set it aside and not dwell on it; move past it. I suppose that’s what I mean by ‘forgotten’. We can’t let it separate us!”“The truth?”“The truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth,” I said with a smile.“Take me to dinner, then we’ll go back to my house and fuck like bunny rabbits until dawn.”“And Melody?”“I’m not giving you an.