After the fireworks, people started to leave. Before long Monica and I sat in the kitchen talking with the guys. At some moment I noticed Monica kept ...ooking down at my body. As the conversation went on, she started flirting with me. I had been with girls before and I started to get turned on. Monica asked me to come with her, I didn’t know what it was al about, but didn’t care. She led me to their large bedroom. I sat on the foot of the bed while she was in the bathroom. When she came back. “Mrs Morris, I finished for the day. I hope it’s…” Matt’s voiced had trailed off at the site of Judy Morris who was standing in the doorway, which led to the back room. She was wearing a short negligee, black hold-ups, black bra and panties. “Oh fuck!” “Come through, Matt.” Matt had never been in that room, as he normally went into Larry’s or otherwise into the sitting room. He entered and looked round, trying not to ogle Judy too much. There was a small drop-leaf table with a little. "Hi Johnny, I'm sorry you lost."I shrugged. "We'll get them next year." I had my tests Johnny and everything is okay, so what happens next?'That was the sixty-four thousand dollar question, wasn't it?"For starters you could come here and hug me," I said.Rachael whooped and jumped into my arms wrapping her legs around my waist. With my hands under her butt I spun her around as she latched her lips onto mine. It was one of those chick flick, love scene moments. When we broke for air I asked her. And I might not be the most reliable reporter.”“Why do you say that?”“I see things through my own lens. I don’t know what she’s really thinking. I have to make guesses based on what she does and what she tells me. With you and Clarissa, for example, we talk about pretty much anything and say what’s on our minds. That’s not Angie. Of course, then there’s Janey who is about as outspoken as Melody, if not more.”“No way!” Sandy laughed. “That’s not the kind of person you should marry.”“Why do you.