You looked a little perplexed, but then you just shook your head a little and smiled. “Damn,” you said again, “it seems there are two guys here ...that are really horny, and I’m not the worse of the two!”I moved to the bed, ready to show you that you were the more needy, but as I did, Buck looked absolutely miserable and lay down on his rug, looking at us with sad brown eyes. We tried not to laugh as him (neither of us would want to be in that predicament!), but our laughter subsided as we. .. rats!" This from both the wife and Vickie. Sometimes the two of them talk like twins!Mr. Ott pulls up behind us ... but we keep walking. Two more blocks ... with a police escort.It's not a parade ... yet ... but, if we have more friends show up ... it'll pass for one.Finally! The park. Not that we're exactly AT the park ... we're near the swimming pool and the pool it in the park ... but on the edge ... closest to town.I walk over to the car. Mr. Ott rolls the window part way down."Thanks. He was staring as hard as he could, and she was looking him in the eye, daring him. ‘You are running during the day?’ She phrased it cautiously, delicately, but the implication was obvious. Why aren’t you at work? ‘House husband,’ he answered. Might as well get it out in the open. Why not? She was baring herself to him. ‘Mr. Mom.’ ‘Mr. Mom?’ She echoed the phrase, puzzled. ‘My wife works. I stay home and raise Billy.’ ‘Oh.’ She seemed puzzled still. ‘I see.’ No you don’t. ‘You’re wondering,’ he. Darrin would merely shrug. He doesn't have anything to do with the laundry.She strode from the room, grabbed two beers and a cola from the refrigerator, and carried them down the stairs. The men were standing in front of a huge painting."Honey, come and see this painting. It's really something," Evan said when he spied her.What's this? Evan is praising his son's art. That's got to be a first. When she joined the men, she glanced up at the painting and gasped. "My God, Darrin, it's magnificent!".