"I am," answered Curtis."Curtis is Riley's son," said Bob. "I was going to tell you about him, but we hadn't gotten that far yet." What else were you ...going to tell us about, but hadn't gotten that far yet?" asked Alice, complaint clear in her voice.Suddenly there was the sound of the phone on the other end moving around. Bob's father spoke directly into it."Hi. Riley, is it? This is Tom, Bob's dad. Would it be okay if we got a motel room and visited you kids?" Sure," gulped Riley."The place. I followed her to the wine rack in the kitchen, adjusting my erection when she couldn't see me."Have you ever gotten drunk, Brent?" No, not in this life."She gave me a curious look. "You say that a lot, talk about this life versus other lives, I mean. Red or white?" Red. Red wine doesn't need refrigeration. So says Agnes." I like Agnes." Grace deftly peeled off the waxed surface around the stem of the bottle."So do I. She's my only friend." Why do you talk about other lives?" Because I remember. She texted back almost immediately.“She says sure. When and where?”“Mario’s at 5:00? And can you and Kate meet me there?”She texted back a smiley face. I guess that was a yes.I said my goodbyes, got in my car, and headed for Mario’s. It was an upscale Italian place, that had been a favourite with my friends and I for years. I thought Kate would enjoy it. I was the first one there, and snagged a nice table, off in a corner. I also ordered a bottle of white wine. I knew I needed it, and Kim was. ‘My God! Oh, Dennis!’ she exclaimed and wriggled her bottom against him, feeling his stiff, fleshy wand sliding in and out between her buttocks. They couldn’t be together without being turned on. She loved it. Dennis began to massage her breasts, holding them so the nipples poked out between his fingers. Lois moaned and leaned against him. ‘We…Ahhhhh!!…we’re…Ohhhh, Dennis!!! Oh, darling!’ she babbled as the young man gently mauled her breasts and his cock poked insistently at her bottom. ‘Oh,.