"I saw you teasing that poor bellboy! You practically invited him into bed with us!" Hum," Tanya said, thinking about that. "That's not a bad idea ......I think I'll call him!"She reached over toward the archaic telephone, and suddenly Frank was on top of her, crushing her into the soft mattress with his weight.Then they were kissing passionately. Tanya felt Frank's hand between her legs again. He began pulling on the tiny hairs between her legs. She giggled and pushed him away. "We just did. Nothing about terrorists. Nothing about wars. Slow news is good news.A late morning workout at the "Y" was a prelude to a quick shower, and off I went to work. All day, I plotted for the evening. By late afternoon, I'd decided on Caesar salad-in-a-bag, a tomato to throw in, a loaf of fresh sourdough (Friday was baking day at the grocery), and a bottle of Chardonnay that I had discovered the previous week. I was arguing with myself whether to get fresh fruit and yogurt for breakfast or bacon,. I couldn't eat breakfast, I felt so sick inside. I felt shame and anger at myself for allowing my selfish desires to have such a devastating effect on my poor innocent loving Lena. The guy who'd dragged me in to the trees was only acting on the come-on I'd given him. I got what I deserved, in reality and in sordid truth what I'd wanted. But for Lena, it was totally different, she was blameless and pure, and now because of me she felt dirty and corrupted. I was sinking in to a morass of. ” 'For sure,' he added silently to himself. George's thoughts hearkened back to the previous morning and his pulse quickened at the thought of how wild Ashley might be if her stepbrother wasn't there. “Yeah, do it!” he urged, “You need to take care of yourself.” Brad hadn't been able to eat much and was feeling somewhat queasy, but he wasn't going to leave Ashley alone with Jarrad and George. “My God,” he thought, “Especially not the way she's dressed.” Brad responded, “No, no, I'll be fine.” .