Maybe shefelt the same bond with me that I felt with her. We lay in each other'sarms for a while longer.I closed my eyes as I thought about that time... long ago, with thatwonderful, beautiful woman. An unforgettable woman and an unforgettablenight. Suddenly I felt my wife touch me on the arm. "What are youthinking about honey?" she asked.I paused for a moment and said "Just thinking about the first night Ispent with an incredible woman."She smiled. "Anybody I know?" Yes," I replied with a. Gene had always been drawn to the amazing array ofbeautiful, slutty, and sexy garments her whorish mother displayed in theboudoir. Once, five years ago, Charlotte caught him running his delicatelittle hands through her panty drawer on several occasions and she quicklyhit on a plan."Gene darling," Charlotte said, startling the slender boy. "If you likeMummy's things so much, I could buy you some to wear." A thin smile curledone corner of her full, red mouth. Gene snatched his hand back from. While I tore into a half of a rotisserie chicken, Jenny nibbled at an extra large chocolate chip cookie.She shook her head. “You can sure pack away the food.”“Oh, ‘tis nothing. Besides, I’m told that it’ll catch up with me.”“I hope not. I happen to like you the way you are.”“Thanks, I think you’re pretty nice yourself.”“You’re just saying that because I slept with you.”“Maybe I slept with you because I really think it.”“If you really thought I was nice,” Jenny wore upon her face what my father. John said nothing when he saw her choice but he could see that she had chosen to spite him. Green ballerinas and a red skirt. Christ what a match, like one of Santa?s elves without the charm. Makeup? Not likely, au natural. This strop of hers was going to cost him his job!The meal was as dismal as he had anticipated. Carl ordered the most expensive on the menu and a bottle of wine that John could not drink because he was the driver. Jen left most of her food ?Slime on shit. John you must.