As if we are friends with benefits and not girlfriends. I think she wants to truly be with me and a real relationship." My right hand hit my hip. "I w...ant a real relationship, Nancy. It's just a pain in the ass because we're sneaking around your parents, because you never want to tell them. What the fuck is wrong with you?" I asked, with my hands jolting to her shoulders and my feet stomping. Her head shook as a few more tears came out. "I think we should move on now, and I know you'll find. . “Loren glanced at Abrielle. “Care for a beer or a glass of wine?”“A glass of wine might be nice.”He opened his refrigerator and poured glassed from a jug of white wine. They sat at the table and held hands. “I was doing some research,” he said.“On what?”“On the topic of anal sex.”“Research? Really?”“I’m an analyst...”“Did you just say you were an anal ... ist?”He chuckled. “I suppose I am. It’s my job to get the facts.” He looked into her eyes. “Do you want to talk about it?”She sipped and. Pamie had a habit of licking her lips….not just running her tongue over them, but licking them slowly and sensuously, when she was concentrating on something. It looked highly suggestive to someone watching her. Kim was sure her daughter was unaware of the way she licked her lips. Kim’s eyes moved downward, seeing her daughter’s long, slim neck and her left shoulder that was exposed by her V-neck t-shirt. Pamie’s tan face glowed silkenly from the table lamp beside her, as she sat reading a. I also mentioned that I was glad I didn’t accidentally send her the short video I made on my last business trip. (I realized at this point I was provoking the situation a little bit).This is where it got interesting.My sister in law’s response: “A video?? Wow… I can only imagine. Well, if you ‘accidentally’ send that to me I promise I won’t view it, wink wink!”Damn. Should I do it? Will she think I’m even more of a perv if I follow up on it? (if that’s possible.) Being that I had a few drinks.