“Great,” replied Meg. “Tracy, we may have to run into dinner, tell the girls we need fresh seafood. Start a hog in the morning and veggie plates... god knows what these kids eat.” ... Tracy said, ‘don’t worry we will handle it.’... “Thanks,” and hung up.“Amy I need to know if you are to be my second hand. Don’t answer so fast as you will be telling people division leaders what to do as my voice. We may together or you are going one way and me another. This will not be an easy job. You will need. My wife looked at me and said while half smiling, "I could kill you for this."No doubt she would have, or at least would have been long gone if not for all the drinks, but she went with it. The rules were explained and were simple. For every ball the other team knocks in, the other team loses an item of clothing each.As the rules were explained it hit me that after dropping her panties at the door, my wife was only wearing ONE thing. The dress.I was safer at three items, as was the blonde's. ..then I managed to say smiling "would you like me to come in with you?",she started to laugh and gave a look through the corridor to the kitchen, no one was there, "you mean, I'm sorry...you mean to the toilette with me?" she said"yes" I replied, "well it sounds a bit odd you know", then I said " but not for what you think", "oh I see" she said" and she gave me the hottest smile I've ever seen,then in a purely impulsive act I kissed her and took her inside the toilette, with my left arm I. “I think I’ve been asked that question daily for the last twenty years. I better get started I suppose,” she said with a smile.“Why don’t you take a seat Maria, I’d be happy to prepare dinner for the family,” John said, rising to his feet. “As long as I have my sous chef to assist,” he added, grinning at Calara.“You’re our guest, I couldn’t possibly...” Maria said, genuinely shocked.“John cooks all our dinners for us,” Calara explained, moving around the kitchen, pressing buttons to unfold.