A short time had past since our first adventure and I didn't want to rush Brenda into anything. I had bought a new camera and thought that by taking a... few snaps might be a way to initiate proceedings.We were sitting and chatting on the rug, Brenda in a brief bikini and me in shorts. I was aware that an atmoshere of anticipation hovered between us, so I produced the the camera and asked her to pose for me. At first it was quiet tame, but once the bikini top came off, followed by the bottoms you. Jack’s eyes never left me for an instant. I could see tears in his eyes. I had tears in mine because he looked so good and because of the look I was receiving from him.“Sandy, you’re beautiful!” He folded me in his arms, holding me tightly and nuzzling my ear.“Darling, we have to get to the church! We can’t be late for our own wedding!” I smiled at him. “Do you have the rings?” He nodded. “Let’s go then! A marriage ceremony must be performed and we must celebrate!”We left in Jack’s convertible. The folks up there wanted both of them and made offers that were very generous. What they didn't know is that they would only get them as a package.With our daughters away in college and handling their own affairs, we only had to think on March's schooling. At six, he started the third grade. At seven, he started the sixth and has never looked back. He's a high school sophomore but has applied for early admission to Georgia Tech. I know it will be granted and he will graduate at an absurdly. It's about 60 to 90 minutes and I always sweat like a pig once we get into it. Lydia pushes me to do a little more each time, and I appreciate it. If I came to the gym regularly she would have me looking buffed in no time at all. When we got done, Lydia asked me what I was doing tonight. "Why do you ask?" I said to her. "Are you trying to work up the courage to ask me out on a date?" Lydia laughed, but her red cheeks gave away her embarrassment. "Frank, I was only wondering if you want to go.