“I spent an hour on the phone making damned sure that you could fuck me senseless and Jessica would be OK with it. There is NO FUCKING WAY I am pass...ing up that opportunity!”“Sorry,” I chuckled. “You know my caution about stuff like this.”“I do. And I also know that you had a long talk with Jessica as well. And that she had to talk you into this. Can you explain that one, Mr. Adams?”“Easily,” I said. “I’m married to Jessica and Kara. It’s just not the same as it used to be.”“You entertained your. " Don't just hint, Ann. Just come out with it." She laughed."I don't need to. You got the message." Ann took a sip of her coffee then became serious."You said something about what Rob had got up to before we were married." I nodded unwillingly. I didn't want to trash my brother now he was dead, but I had to tell Ann the truth."It was at his Stag night. We got to the 'Fox' about seven thirty. There was all his mates from work there, all wanting to pour ale down their necks, and Rob was going to. There was little doubt about the measure of luck he’d been gifted with. His wife was beautiful, and not just in his eyes. He’d overheard enough talk over a pint or three at the local pub to know she was the subject of much speculation, most of it lust fueled. And who could blame them? His gaze wandered over her body, only a thin white shift hiding her treasures from him. She was slender, but the slenderness of a young woman, rather than a boy. Her breasts although small, were perfectly. Or four feet ... there being two of them ... but, you ... will ... not ... obstruct ... them ... with ... petty ... bullshit. The two of them are smarter than half the professors on campus.'(Rumor being Kathy Nugent ... Deans secretary. Ms Nugent had a genius of her own to deal with. Dr. Gnocchi didn't like geniuses.)He still didn't want to deal with us and asked that we be assigned a younger more personal adviser.Somehow, we managed. There we were stuck in freshman classes simply because Dr..