"Dennis... I'm serious, it isn't anything personal, just... " Do I look like I'm offended?"Cheryl looks away, at the wall with the paint peeling."Look... into my eyes."Oooh, she can't believe he said that. Why is he doing saying the same thing he tells her to do sometimes during sex?Cheryl looks into his eyes, squinting, trying to look pissed off."Do I look offended? Am I ever offended by anything?"Cheryl shakes her head."It's cool, we won't."Dennis wheels around as he says it and opens the door.. In the distance the laughter of children could be heard echoing across the water.Jenny was snuggled next to Jim on the cushioned love seat."Jim, do you ever think about being a father?" Jenny asked cautiously.Jim sighed and hesitated before he answered. "God yes, every time I see a baby or even hear the kids across the lake. But it's really sad to think about it since Sally died. I know it's not logical but having kids and her death are all tied together in my mind."Jenny saw a tear trickle. Melinda flicked her tongue against Jo's clit until her aunt's moans became deep pants of prolonged pleasure. She ignored the ache in her lungs this time, intent on finishing her lover's pleasure.Jo finally shuddered and drew her hips back. Melinda gasped in air, coughing when she sucked in some of her aunt's moisture still dripping from her lips and cheeks. Light returned when Jo lifted a knee and pivoted on the other until she loomed over Melinda on her mother's bed."Such a nice little sex toy. Financial planners and investment gurus all have MBAs, Masters or Specialists in Financial Planning then get their CFP cards. But we got the basics. You know, buy low, sell high. That kind of thing. What’s up?”“Well, looks like Rachel has a bunch more money at loose ends, and I think she should invest it as a way of practicing her business management acumen.”“Acumen? That sounds like noodles.” Lisa spouted that off and they all laughed. “Seriously, that sounds like fun. How much?”Rachel looked.