These thoughts had always excited her, even before her study. Today her career was going higher than normal, her sex life was planning to slip into th... paranormal once again.“Wait till later this morning, my sweet.”Feeling satisfied after pleasuring herself, she stepped out of the shower and went on to dry her body with a towel. She heaved a sigh and wiped her eyes, and she popped on her glasses and was off like a milkweed butterfly.Her velvet purple bra was on, along with a matching thong and. We're at least that good. It's just that when the judges look at our roster, they see a Granger. One. Richards? Maybe that morphed from the Cajun 'Richard' which is pronounced 'REE-shard'. But come on? A Sevinsky? I'm hoping that the judges know words like 'eclectic' and 'multi-cultural'.And what we lack in finesse we make up in enthusiasm. Or maybe 'finesse', too. Our fiddle breaks are apt to be duets with Bert making puppy eyes at Kara, and she can switch from quarter-notes to triplets and. ." she tapered off leaving the unspoken.I laughed. "No, Sweetheart," I said lovingly to her. "My entire sexual experience up till I met you was a one night thing with another woman and though we did a few things you and I haven't gotten to yet, you and I have done things I didn't do with her."Wendy looked at me with curiosity. "What have we done that you didn't do before?" she asked."I've never kissed another woman with passion, Wendy. You're my first."Wendy blushed. "I'm not trying to be nosy,. " She said aloud. What really irked her was that she had grabbed her notebooks, which were filled with her research notes, but not the case file.How is that even possible? They were all together! She thought seriously for a moment about going home without it. She could probably find the time to look up the statutes and similar cases tomorrow."No, I can't!" She whispered. "I have court most of the day. Ugh! This sucks!" She looked up and to the left, surveying the garage to see if anyone was.