Sharon smiled and said, "Rest up and I will call you when dinner is ready."I must have fallen asleep and was wakened by a gentle shaking hand. My eyes... opened to be engulfed by Sharon's amazing pale blue eyes. "Dinner is on the table, please join us," she said. Nervously I followed her down the stairs, her shape as she descended the stairs brought a flicker of desire but I quickly dismissed it.Pastor John stood to greet me. "Please be seated child," he said. Child I thought, I am eighteen but. “Maybe I can tag along, too.”“Actually, Lenny,” my father said from the doorway to the kitchen, “I was hoping you’d help me clean the leaves out of the gutters today.”“But Dad — there are still leaves on the trees. You’ll just need to do it again in a couple of weeks.”“Enough have fallen already that if we get a heavy rain the downspouts will clog and we’ll have seepage in the basement.”“All right — I’ll help with the gutters.”I watched Karen and Mae, engaged in an animated conversation, head. I could see myself in the mirror and I had to admit it was really hot. Most of the areas that were normally covered by my bikini were now exposed and the stark white skin really drew your eyes.I knew that Dave would love it, if we were alone in our bedroom. I would be happy to wear it for him too, when it was just the two of us. For some reason I never quite had a chance to tell Ann that I couldn't wear any one of the three of these suits, and especially this last one. I didn't seem to be able. Empirical evidenceindicated that maybe he really was attracted to men. Getting into thecar, he used his phone to find directions to the local Chippendalesclub.In direct contradiction to his experience at the club he had just left,he was required to pay the outrageous cover charge to get in. He tooka seat toward the near side which provided him a clear shot at an exit.The show started with real fanfare. The women in the audience wereeven more obnoxious than their male counter parts. They.