‘Oh god, Lacy,’ he moaned as she released his lips at last. ‘I didn’t think you’d be so big,’ she said, giving his bulge a squeeze. ‘Ta...ke it out of your pants, Lyle.’ Lyle backed up as well as he could, Lacy relaxing her legs to let him. Her eyes glued themselves to his crotch as he reached down and lowered his zipper. Then he decided to just go for it and unbuckled his pants. Gravity took them down his legs, but there wasn’t enough room for him to push his briefs down. ‘Help,’ he said to his. Well, I sort of did some checking." What kind of checking?" asked Rhonda."Rhonda, he's NOT married, at least not any more. He was divorced seven years ago." Divorced? Are you sure? Then why would he... ?" I don't know why he told you he was married. Maybe that's what he wanted to explain. All I know is that I asked one of the graduate students and she told me she was here as an undergrad when the divorce was finalized. Apparently it was all sort of hushed up because his wife was in some kind of. Iwent inside while Margaret waited in the car. When I came out of thestore Margaret pointed to the park across the street where there werenumerous people milling around and one woman appeared to be wearing awedding gown. Margaret suggested that we should go over and check itout.I steered Ol' Blue into the park parking lot and found a space thatwould give us a good view of what they were doing and we wouldn't evenneed to leave the car. As it turned out, a Bride was having some pre-wedding. " I gaped. I know I was gaping. "And screw her daughter that wants to be taken as a concubine. She can't coast in on her mother's actions." And lastly," Dad smiled slyly, "In the bedside nightstand of the guest bedroom is some personal lubricant. It's what your mother and I use. It's good."I was sitting there with my head spinning, when the doorbell rang and I jumped. Dad chuckled and said, "Go ahead and answer it David. I'm not expecting any of my friends this early."I dashed to the front door.