She was running her hands over my arms and enjoyed the muscular forearm and bicepts. The bra pop open easily and her breasts surged forward from their...restraints. Suni dipped her fingers into the wine glass and rubbed the liquor over her hard dark nipples. I was not much of drinker but I would make an exception in this circumstance and suckled on them lovingly. She had managed to pull my t-shirt up over my head and I felt her hands moving over my considerably smaller breasts, pinching the. I’m so glad I met them.Anyway, so the fact that I was stressed at all was pretty weird. I’m more used to being bored than worried, y’know?But on the way home, I worked out what had me all frazzled:Mom.Don’t get me wrong, I don’t exactly sit around all day stressing about my mother’s well-being. God, how lame do you think I am? But the fact is, I knew she wasn’t supes happy, and I think I’d worked out why.She was lonely.Now, this isn’t Clueless - I wasn’t about to go around setting up every. After all that happened, he still hadn’t married her. Well, hell, I wouldn’t have, either… stupid, cheating bitch. I reached into my briefcase and pulled out my 9mm, resting it in my hand, my finger on the trigger. ‘What do YOU want, Joseph? I don’t recall inviting you in.’ He stopped short, looking at the gun in my hand, pointed dead center at his chest. His hands slowly went up and he slowly backed away. ‘I see you again, Joseph,’ I said in a low voice, ‘I’m going to kill you. Now, take your. They spent a lot of time naked, if they could. They loved the freedom, and the erotic under-current that was constantly in their minds, when they were naked together. The possibility that, at any moment, they could be engaged in some sexual activity, lent interest to the most boring of days. The activity they had anticipated for this evening, was now postponed until Friday night, so they were somewhat at loose ends. A knock at the door sent them scurrying for their robes, always available for.