"What?" she replied innocently."What, Alexa?" Nate asked. "What is it?" Lizzie's gonna send that picture, and probably the other one she took to Mom. ...hat's why she used my phone. Liz, that's mean. It's my mom, you know?"Nate couldn't help but stop his movements in and out of Alexa for this brief conversation. At first he didn't want to stop, because it felt ever so wonderful to glide in and out of his daughter. But he found that when he ceased the in-out-in-out, he experienced a different kind. I noticed quite a few guys checking her out, as she grinded her hips against my crotch. Then I knew she wanted to flirt with some of those guys; so I excused myself and went to the bar. When I got back, I found Ana had made a new friend: a young blond guy.She noticed me out of the corner of her eye, and winked. I sipped my drink at a table while watching her get down on the dance floor with this guy. She was grinding hard against his crotch and I could see the bulge from far away.His hands were. He inserted his keycard into the reader. Over breakfast, Trudy had told him of Gloria's plan for the pool party for the executive secretaries. The excuse was to be billed as a make-up for the forgotten Secretaries' Day acknowledgement."They were doing just fine without it." He didn't know why he was so against it—instinct just told him to be that way. Then, he realized that Trudy was involved even though it was all Gloria's idea. "Guilt by association," he deduced, and then cut the subject. She moved into his arms, laid her head on his shoulder and let him guide her as they moved easily around the room in time with the music. She’d never had an experience this wonderful before, and it was just the first day! The music continued and so did their dancing. At one point, when one song ended and the next hadn’t yet begun, Carol leaned back in Lee’s arms and looked up into his face. ‘Oh, Lee, this…this is so wonderful!’ she whispered. ‘Thank you so much for bringing me.’ ‘I’m glad.