” She continued, “It’s obvious you need some help with the social graces so, why don’t we start with dinner? Grab a shower and I’ll pick you...up around six.” Jasmine was, once again, gone before Will could fully process what was happening. Will showered, shaved, combed his hair, brushed his teeth twice, put on his best jeans & western shirt and the cool new boots that hurt his feet. In this process it had occurred to him Jasmine was picking him up resulting in mental questions. Questions Will. Coming home from a late breakfast one lazy Saturday afternoon, my wifeasked me to get us wine and indicated she wanted to talk with me.Handing her burgundy along with a kiss, I sank down at her feet againstthe couch where she sat. We had both gotten naked, as we often did athome and she placed one of her feet on my thigh with a smile. The toeswere lovely in glossy gray polish, a color that matched her eyes. Thepolish had been carefully applied, a task of love that I was permittedto perform. "Yeah, I know, but she'll get over it, and we would have been here all night if I hadn't. Congratulations to you both. Bob, are you telling Susan and Mel tomorrow or should I avoid the subject?" Not yet. According to Rebecca, Rod's wife has sources the FBI doesn't even know about." That's for damn sure," Rod said. "But you wear that rock to work tomorrow and all bets are off and you can face the dragon lady all by yourself. Good night everyone, considering what brought this all up in the first. Her eyes at first couldn't exactly make out what was going on, but it only took a few seconds for her to realize that Tommy, her boyfriend, was fucking old lady Williams like there was no tomorrow! Cheryl's head began to spin and her stomach lurched, with a feeling of nausea sweeping over her! "Let me out of here," Cheryl gasped, unable to grasp exactly what was going on around her!Miss Parsons firmly gripped Cheryl's arm and marched her up to the front of the room where Tommy was busily.