Toby would get relocated, again, to the top bunk in Andrew’s room.By the time Andrew had finished unloading the Town Car, Toby was finishing the law.... He wandered into the garage as Toby shut down the mower. “What’s up?”“Mom’s got a bug up her ass. I need to wash both cars.”“Couldn’t happen to a nicer guy.”“You want me to tell her you got the clap?” replied Toby.“Fuck you!” Andrew glanced back towards the minivan in the driveway. “Maybe we can get the bikini car wash team to make an. She trusted her spouses, and knew they’d want to help.MargoThe ride back home was quiet, until Harry asked, “You okay?”“No. No I’m not.”Margo’s hand gripped his so tightly he winced, but he didn’t say anything.“Children disappearing, Harry. It’s almost enough to make me believe in curses.”“What do you mean?”“San Francisco ... Waterloo.”“I’d say coincidence, but I’m afraid my hand would be crushed.”“Sorry...”She relaxed her death grip.“We all stood up in the stirrups of our moral high horses and. She begins to look at him in detail, her eyes meet his.An almost physical shock explodes through her body as their eyes meet, she quickly looks somewhere, anywhere else.Her heart races, pulse loud in her ears, the rushing noise of her blood almost drowns out any other sensation. She retreats within herself, shutting her eyes tightly, refusing to look again, fearing her own reaction. She begins to tremble, hearing her breathing loud in her own ears. She desperately tries to calm herself, she can. One she would never obey. Never in her life had she gone without underwear. Hell, most nights she slept in a bra. She always credited that habit for the firmness of her breasts. Although it could be genetics. Who knew? After arriving at her meeting, RuthAnn tried to concentrate but as the day went on, she caught herself daydreaming, about Sports Guy and Elbow Guy. About the groping. About his order. About her orgasm. Son of a bitch! She thought about returning home to her safe life, her.