”She looked at me finally. His erection was still bulging. I was half-naked. Who was I kidding?So, I said to her with a shrug, “Okay, but he just ...atches me.”She looked at us for a moment. Buster glared at her. I stared at them, hoping things would be okay.“Well, somebody slap me silly,” she said, crossing her arms. “I’m supposed to believe that shit?”“I don’t care what you believe,” he said and pushed past her.“Mrs. Bradley,” I insisted.“Skank,” she said, pointing at me. “I’m telling. Heck, I should be happy that I’ve managed to get into her pants! “Why are you always so understanding Frank?” Nadine’s looking up to me. Her eyes are slightly red from crying before. “I can’t be mad at you” I’m smiling at her. “I wanted to make this a thing Frank. I thought it would be hot if you watched me having sex with Mike. And I wanted to have sex with you after, watching Mike through the window of your study. It was my fantasy. Would that have turned you on?” I’m taking a few moments to. I couldn't help reflecting how much more he would have contributed to the nation in a useful trade; manufacturing or construction, say.I had found his choice of wife somewhat curious. At first I had thought that he had chosen her purely for her physical attributes and the fact that she was named for the hero of Trafalgar (How different history might have been if that musket ball had not missed Nelson. Poor Hardy! How would things have been if the Admiral had died and Hardy had survived the. You're a great kisser." His brown eyes brimmed with mischief, his arms still around me. "You're pretty good too...uh..." "Uh what?" "So what...do we do now?" I searched his eyes. "We keep going, if you like." He gave a short giggle, tempting me with his eyes. "I...wouldn't mind that at all, actually." "You sure? I still have a guy's body..." "I'm willing to experiment." Kevin grinned then, and he gave me a quick kiss before sliding his arms off my shoulders. He wriggled in my arms, trying to.