”But, whatever his resolutions about clearing her mind of nagging duties undone, he stopped her for a kiss. Then, he suggested the sensible division...of the drawer space. It would have been sensible for the closet space, too, but there was only one closet. when he’d filled his side, there was plenty of space for Jen.She went into the bathroom to change into her swimsuit while he put on his suit and a T-shirt and shorts for the trip to the beach. Either she had some residual modesty, or she. The meteorologists were calling it a 100-year storm. The kind of heavy rainfall that only hits the desert once a century.Lucky me.The streets were flooded, and arroyos and normally dry rivers and dry washes were overflowing everywhere.Anyone with a lick of common sense was staying home and indoors.Me? I wasn't that bright. I was headed home from a friend's party. It was almost midnight, and the storm had been raging for hours.I decided to try a run for home, figuring that my Jeep Cherokee would. She seemed in a happy frame of mind and not the least bit intimidated. I asked her if she was happy and she genuinely replied she was, although she did admit Robbie was stricter than I had ever been.Just then Robbie appeared at back door and indicated to Stephanie it was time. Then six males paraded out into the Garden and took seats around the rubber sheet. Stephanie walked into the centre of the sheet and sat, Next Robbie brought out a large black Labrador dog; which seemed excited and full. Her features were thin and refined, and she had a body to match: wide hips, long legs and breasts that filled her nightgown quite snugly, showing only the sligthest hints of sagging. Were you to meet her for the first time, you could see yourself falling for her charms.But this wasn't the first time. You had been married for nearly two decades now, ever since she had told you she was pregnant with your daugther. You can't help but sigh out loud, knowing your wife could sleep through anything..