My girls were all quiet. I threw my towel on a chair and jumped into the pool starting laps. It was before seven am, so I had the pool pretty much to ...myself. It’s easy to swim when you are mad, your focus isn’t on technique, just whatever/whomever you are mad at. Never being mad at Brian before made it even more than a little befuddling.I was not trying to break any sort of speed or endurance records, but I just kept going. After enough time had passed, my shoulders were getting a bit sore .... ”“Oh hell, not tonight, I am exhausted. You don’t expect it at this hour do you?”Steve was more than a little lit up, “When will it be convenient for you? We have not had sex in over three weeks!”“Oh, so now you are counting?”He fired right back at her, “Hell yes I'm counting. It’s not normal. You need to see the doctor or something and find out why you don’t ever want to have sex.”She answered him with frosty silence and she headed right up to bed when they got home. Steve plopped onto the. "I'll bet you were a cheerleader in college. You have that wholesome, girl-next-doorair about you combined with a body that kills." "Actually," Alana replied, trying to hold back her irritation, "I was thecaptain of the field hockey and basketball teams. The cheerleaders used todance around for me. And the boys sure knew how to dance." "Oh," said Grace as she raised her eyebrows," things have surely changedsince my day." Alana took the time to assess her neighbor for the first time. She had. I push her slowly onto her back while moving over on top of her – This is easy in a waterbed – With my elbows deeply planted on each side of her head and my feet solid positioned on the frame of the bed I raise my hips and move my lower body sideways in between her partly open legs and she rolls slowly on her back – Did she notice? Or she was too occupied twisting tongues? I don’t know, but after a few seconds I am well positioned on top of her and between the now open legs…! We keep kissing.