“You think so?” she asked, surprised. “I think she’s totally freaked out.”“She is,” I agreed. “She’s going home to Google the shit o...t of me, then go to sleep and she’ll be back tonight before work to talk to us. If not, I’m sure that she’ll be bringing us room service tonight.”“I hope you’re right,” she said. “Watching you together was hot.”“Watching you eat her was hot,” I countered with a smile.She stretched and sighed. “Well I don’t think that I’m interested in going back to sleep right. She was wearing a two inch above the knee black dress that was obviously tailored for her by the way it fit. Her makeup was excellent and she was wearing her blond hair up. The high heeled shoes she had on showed her nice legs and brought her up to Ron's height."I guess we got off on the wrong foot yesterday, I am sorry for acting like a bitch."He was pleased to hear her say that as he remarked, "You more than make up for it by the way you look tonight. You are one beautiful lady but I am sure. "No. Not yet. Let's go," she commanded. I nodded and we went back to the house. We never kissed, except the little simple kisses when we said good-bye with our parents watching, again. I missed kissing her.Then we both graduated high school. Dee went off to college and I went to work, in a factor, building tractors. Big, yellow tractors. The kind with the tracks on them. For the next six years, Dee and I hardly saw each other. I did meet a girl and we were married. I loved her dearly. I unceremoniously shed my clothes and turn on the shower. I have had just enough time to rinse the grime off me when I hear the door open and shut. I finish rinsing the soap from all my areas just when the bathroom door does the same. Without a word, the shower curtain slides back just a peak to reveal your bare naked frame, beautiful and tan, perky breasts at attention and curvy hips tilted to the side mischievously. One look and my worries from the day seem pointless. You reach into the water.