The jeans did their best to corral your hips and ass but a defiant bit of love handle refused to be tamed. You twirled around to feign a defense again...st my gropes and your full bosom bounced delectably in reply. I told you in a slurred voice that you were so fucking sexy, but you didn’t hear the slur. You only heard the words you wanted to hear. What you came out that night to hear. What you drank your inhibitions away to hear. In response, you bit your bottom lip and stared an invitation. As far as her mother was concerned, Angel was thinking like a boyagain. As a boy, she could have showered and dressed formally in lessthan half an hour. As a girl, or more to the point, a young woman, shewould need much longer. In fact, her mother considered her to be behindschedule already. Angel responded with all the dignity and grace of her sixteen years."But Mooom! Daaaddy! Why? It isn't fair!" The look her parents exchanged didn't help. It was their "we knowsomething you don't know" look.. I realized that, after this afternoon, I wouldn't see Anne and Frank for a few months while they and their son, Obie, were in slow transit, and that this was the last time I would see her as the 40-year-old woman I had known for many years. I looked at Anne through fresh eyes. She was wearing what I recognized as one of Ruth's creations, a multileveled pink concubine's shift that floated like a cloud around her. When she moved it clung to her body like paint, concealing, while displaying, every. I'm sorry I interrupted." It's okay." Or at least that I wasn't a little later." Oh, I wouldn't have been much ... Oh, shit." Much longer?" Yeah. Yeah, much longer."Alan turned and hoisted himself up on the washer next to Ellen. "So ... what do you do?" Oh, I couldn't..." Of course you could. No strings. Come on." I'm ... I'm not convinced I'm thinking straight." Why's that?" I can still ... put your hand on the top here. Still feel it?" Oh, yeah, that's quite..." Intense." Yeah." Oh. So Ellen,.