You slowly open the door to the darkened room. I slide my arm around you and pull you to me as my lips seek out yours. The feelings of longing and des...ire overwhelm me as we explore each other’s mouths. It’s reminiscent of two teenagers rather than two mature long time lovers. You manage to guide me to the bed and gently push me down. As my eyes adjust to the light, I absorb the vision before me; your tall, lithe figure, the special lingerie you’ve worn, the new haircut, the high heels. Most of. So no we have no objection."Martin spoke, "We can all extend our stay here to be with Jennifer. Thenwe have to go to Harrogate as we have taken stand 31 at theInternational Bike exhibition in Harrogate."George pulled some documents out and started to laugh. "The gods musthave planned our meeting as we have stand 32."Jennifer said, "Grandpa Martin what is funny?" It appears you are going to have a month of your new friends as we haveadjoining stands in Harrogate."George took a phone call from. I reached down to stroke it and she flinched under my touch. I was pleased with the progress of her healing. After all, she still had further punishment to come. I walked over and opened the door.“Follow me,” I said over my shoulder and walked out.I could hear her scurrying behind me trying to keep up. Somehow, she managed to negotiate the stairs without injuring herself as I headed for the kitchen. Silently, I pointed to a place on the floor next to the table and she went there immediately,. Oh God!OhGodOhGodOhGodOhGod!It has to be Lance.I should have expected this. For the last year he's been the subject of endless talks with my moms -- and my lunch bunch, of course, but that's another thing. Over dinner, during sympathy-filled snuggles on the couch, even in their bed, I've bared my love life to them as well as my body.During the emotional cyclone that had been my junior year, what with my broken neck and Greg popping in and out of my life, Lance surfed my storm-tossed moods,.