“Get going young lady.” I pretended to growl once I broke the kiss. I turned her around to face the door and lightly swatted her rear end. “Ther...e will be plenty of time for that when you get home.”Kara shot me another bright smile and then let herself out.I turned to see Linda watching me over by the kitchen bench; an intent look on her lovely face. When she saw me watching, her lips curled up in a wry smile.“Any of that left for me?” She asked me in a heated voice.I walked over to my wife and. I should know better but I had intended to keep going and hadn’t bothered to look for a berth in LA, now I had to back track another hour. On the plus side, we were going to get a berth in Marina Del Rey!Dean started laughing when I pointed out our destination and started singing.We said goodbyeIn Marina Del Rey“I had a good time”Was the last thing I heard her sayAs I walked away{br}I stopped there as I brought the motors back up, figuring we would take our time, especially with the local. Late at night she would be in the kitchen drunk with the radio playing loud and she always wanted me to dance with her. She would take off her bra and panties in front of me from under her dress and I would think about catching a peek at her boob's or vagina. She was so drunk she would be calling me by my father's name, Larry, and saying how much she loved me and she would pull me to her chest to dance with me. I could feel her chest on mine and she would be rubbing her body against mine. You've thought about this all your life, haven't you? Now it's time to live your fantasy, and become the woman of yourdreams." "Monica," I replied. "I never said I thought I was a littlegirl. I said I was a little boy who liked to imagine he was alittle girl, and sneaked his mothers' panties now and then to helpwith the imagining. That's all. There's a difference." "Andrea, please, let's not quibble. I saw you dressed up tolook like a woman, and I've been through your wardrobe. You.