I told her that Pat and I owned the table till someone beat us so we'd be a while, and pointed out the cooler with her wine in it. She sent Jeff over ...to get her a bottle of wine and went over and sat down.Several times later I happened to look over at the bar and see that my wife and Jeff were sitting facing each other with his knees between hers. It was obvious to me that he and maybe a few others at the bar were getting a real eyeful. Her dress was so short that her panties had to be showing.. "You're back early," Angela replied, hoping that he wouldn't feel the need to search her bag where the strap-on toy still smelled strongly of Joanna."My brother's just taken up golf. Why he thinks I'd be interested in a blow by blow account of his latest round, I have no idea. I stayed for lunch, then made my escape." I just need a shower." Angela told him."You've been with Joanna, haven't you?" he said sternly."I..." Don't lie to me." She asked for help. I thought I was doing the right thing.. Do you need me to spell things out for you any clearer than that?’ ‘If you are who you say you are and want to fire me for doing my job then please do. I wouldn’t want to work for you anyway. Hold on,’ she said as she once again placed Amanda on hold. ‘This is Mark Morris. Who am I speaking with?’ The voice she heard had such an insignificant tonal quality and was so devoid of inflection that Amanda was surprised it could be carried over telephone lines. ‘Mr. Morris, my name is Amanda Wallace.. "Taylor couldn't think of another excuse fast enough to stop her father from side-stepping her and taking the last few steps toward the living room. She could do nothing but hope that Jack had at least gotten his underwear up over his hard-on. She awaited her father's explosion, which did not come. She turned and saw him picking up his sunglasses which were next to the television, just as he had said.She stepped back to the doorway to the living room and looked around quickly. Jack was nowhere.