It will only make the situation worse.I asked myself how she knew that I had kissed Megan. I rubbed my forearm across my mouth, only to find a touch o... rouge on my lips.Shit.Setting the food aside, I carefully rolled over on my side, and rolled my lower body off the bed to my knees. After that, standing without using any of my stomach muscles was doable. Getting dressed was going to be interesting. I could do the pants, the shirt was not going to happen.Megan could wait. She would tell me what. "You know what I mean," she said to her husband, as Joyce stuck her tongue out at her."He'll be waiting for you at seven when Kayla and Art go in." I guess I need to start running with you in the mornings, huh?" the young wife asked, unenthusiastically. "Running on the treadmill is one thing, but I'm sure that in the cold and on that mountain road at four in the morning, running is something altogether different."Jeff grabbed her and threw her on the bed beside a laughing Joyce. "Running on the. If he had been asked before they had met, its the stock cliché answer; stocking, suspenders, basque, stilettos, however he never answered the question directly.She was a lady of habit, they ended the evening laying cuddling each other, both very happy, but she waited to wake-up in her own bed, so she dressed and left around the strike of midnight, taking her gifts with her. It was not until the trip home that she realised the gift card had a hand written note on it.But what had happen, he knew. ..let's face it, there's not a lot of occasionsout there that require a ball gown. While I certainly wouldn't rule outthe possibility of marching in next years parade if asked, I also knewthat it was, of course, a year away. And besides...needing to wear ahoopskirt every day would almost certainly grow annoying, to say theleast.Prior to the effervescent greeting that she had given me tonight, I hadthought that Lisa had seemed happy to have me back in male mode. Mybiggest concern had been.