"Vera!" I said sharply, "Drop your hands!" Ollie!" Vera turned to me and pled."Now!" I reiterated. "Hands at your sides, hanging naturally. You are on...display -- BE on display!" I watched as Vera stood there and worked to regain her dignity. When she had control, she turned back to Jack. "Can I get you anything?" We just came from drinks and dinner," Jack replied -- but he gave Vera the once-over, deliberately, from head to foot. She blushed scarlet. Addressing me, he said, "There are other. Debbie got up from the couch, walked to the door and opened it. She greeted Jim with a big hug and a kiss on the cheek and welcomed him into our house."Hi Jim, it's great to see you again. How long has it been?" I think it was last spring at the reunion, right?” Jim said."I think you're right. Jim, this is my husband, Scott," she said."Nice to meet you, I've heard great things about you," Jim said, extending his hand for a handshake.It felt like my hand was shaking, my heart felt like it was. Reaching down to feel how big the wet spot is, I quickly come to the conclusion that I have two options to lay down; either right up against Amber and her ass again, or right on the very edge of the bed. Too confused and emotionally unstable to choose the former, I decide on the later and curl myself up on the edge of the bed, desperately wishing for sleep. At some point I must have fallen asleep because I wake up to sunshine and an empty bed. Looking around the room, I wonder to myself whether. She said, “You don’t mean that! You can’t permit this,” Deborah shrugged in my direction, “degenerate to insult me.”With a noticeable reluctance, Jonathan stepped away from his daughter. He patted Rebecca on her shoulder and stepped over to us. Ignoring his sister’s words, he held out his hand, and we shook. He said, “Welcome home, Kevin.”“Thank you, Mr. Schmidt. It’s nice to be here.”“Will you help me carry her bags inside and get everything put away?”“Yes, sir.”Mr. Schmidt frowned and said,.