Perhaps she wears a thong, though none are to be found in her underwear drawer. Perhaps she wears nothing. It is something to think about.Regina doing... dishesShe stands barefoot at the sink, in a powder-blue top and matching briefs. Her hair is off her neck, pinned in a spray at the crown of her head. The lump at the base of her cervical vertebrae stands revealed, enticingly. I approach from behind, unnoticed, or so I believe. Sinking to my knees, I purse my lips inches from her bottom. The. ”All my fantasies were evaporating over the hot coals of monogamy. I was racking my mind for another set of questions. I started to remember the past. I don’t know what it was about the past but things seemed different then. We had energy, life was fun, we were so glad to see each other.“How about we dress up? Role-play a little.”“In what?”“How about a nurse’s uniform? Or a French maid’s outfit? Or my favourite would be a powerful business woman in a pin-stripe suit with stockings?”She looked. ’ You taught me something, even if it took a black eye and a few broken ribs to learn it. Next time, don’t tell your wife that her mother is a better lay than she is. She might not be as nice about it as I was. After all, weren’t you supposed to be my teacher? I thought that’s what being a virgin when you married was all about. Someday, when your extraordinary good looks begin to fade, you better have something to sustain you because you are going to run out of women to support you. When your. The one that was filling up the pick up the filled the boat up was hearing all this and said that I should go with them. Then out of the blue the one that was driving said that there was a mall just down the road and we could go there to talk more about it because there were cars waiting to use the pumps. They all jumped in the truck and started to head toward the mall I got into my car and I falled then and I could not believe I was. I pulled up beside then in the parking lot and thhey all.