..she looked smoking hot! I loved the way the tights were shining in the light. We got to the resturant early and were at the bar having a drink when... Mike, his wife Gina and Dave walk in. Daves wife had to do some work and couldnt make it. We all had a drink and Gina was staring at my wifes legs, and said she loves the look of her tights. The two guys chimed in and said yeah the look great. I said they feel so silky, have a feel. Dave jumped in and ran his hands on my wifes thighs down to. I offered to make rum and cokes. Sara cut my hair as we drank then after she was done we sat around drinking and cutting up. The conversation soon turned to sex and we both talked about how sex with our spouses is not what it used to be. As we talked Sara thumbed thru a pile of mail sitting on the table. She pulled a Playboy out and flipped thru it. She asked me why men looked at this stuff. She wanted to know why her husband would look at those women when she was right there. She stood up. You were brought up much better than that. You don't see your new friends insulting French food or French inefficiency or French waffling on every important issue they face or" We don't waffle on" Christ sweetie, French foreign policy is based on how many francs it will make them that day. Your President doesn't even understand the concept of long term planning, the long term to him is tomorrow... and America always has to bail you French out whenever you get in trouble. Remember Cherie, it was. His guilt consumed him; clenching the fire of his rage in its firm grasp. He had to honor Alicia; he had to treat her as Rico would treat her. His cousin would want it no other way."I..." Cal started and then turned at the sound of shoes on the stairs. This was it. His world was coming undone. The Cholos were here and he was too busy fighting with this – this – this bratty little stuck up snob of a girl. He turned, his anger rising, almost relishing the idea of this fight.Only, it wasn't the.