“How are you feeling?”He was sitting in a chair on the other side of the bed, fully clothed in a banded, collarless Navy blue shirt and khaki slac...ks. He looked tired and concerned.“I’m – fine. Actually, I lie: my ass hurts, and I burn where you intended me to burn. But…” I looked down, then up again, “But thank you. I want you to know how much I appreciate being given what I needed, to have you do it so carefully, and…and for saying you love me?”I ended the sentence as a query.He nodded.. His name was Alan and his wife was Jenny. Alan couldn't keep his eyes of Mariann. The petite, shapely blonde, with great legs, well displayed by her short, bum hugging skirt was all too much for him. After a few drinks, Mariann and Jenny went off to find the loo.“I’ve got to say you’re a lucky bastard having a wife like that!” exclaimed Alan when they had gone.“She’s my partner, we’re not married,” replied Erik. “But you are right, she is gorgeous.”“You can say that again. I most certainly. .." Her face suddenly made sense to him."The one and only. I grew up." I'll say. Jesus, you were a twig. I thought you were in like 8th grade or something." Actually I'm two years older than Jenny, but don't tell anyone. Us women are vain you know. Drink up. I need to get home."The trip taking Jackie home seemed to fly by for Andy and he didn't want her to get out of the car He drove a 5 speed and each time he shifted gears his finger grazed her soft, long leg that he couldn't keep his eyes off. Jane's mind continued to wander as she thought about his face, his body, about how his strong arms could hold her while they spoke that night, and she wouldn't put up any resistance whatsoever. As her mind raced around the thoughts of his kiss, she found herself tumbling to the floor. "Ahh fuck!" Jane exclaimed as she sat up, getting onto her knees. "How did I manage that!" Jane gently stood on one foot, seeing if she had sprained it in the fall, and stood up. As she looked around, she.