If he wasn't a dirty old man, he wasn't a clean one either.Simon coughed and tried to look away, but couldn't. His eyes were practically bulging right... out of his head. He shifted his position behind the wheel, indelicately reaching for the lock control and fumbling it until he finally got the passenger door unlocked."Well, get in here," Simon said, staring straight ahead. "You can stay at my place for the duration—dry off. Once the rain dies down, we'll call you a locksmith. Sound good?" Sounds. So Alexis and I tried some clumsy and amateur groping together… it was fun… and very nice, but… we returned to just being friends. Tonight, I am wearing a short tight dress, thigh-high sheers, and five-inch heels, and I expect Alex to dress similarly. One change I made to my normal wardrobe is that I am not wearing a bra or panties tonight. It feels good, and a little sexy. Plus, a panty line would spoil the line of my tight outfit, and going without will make it a little more comfortable with. "How about the other people who live here?" No one's said anything to me," said Ken."Well we'd like to determine that for ourselves," she replied."You said that they were at the edge of my property," said Ken. "What would make you think that?" Because we followed the tracks of their vehicles to your wall," said Cordoba."I see."Again, more silence."Mr. Whitestone, this would be a lot easier if you'd help us out," said Riser.Ken leaned back in his chair and steepled his fingers."Detective," said. Underneath us was a large padded fake polar bear skin rug. When sitting on the floor, Duke had his usual spot with his head in her lap. Bree had on her robe and I had mine (though not like Bree's!). I had gotten champagne; strawberries and whipped crème that we enjoyed (Duke like strawberries and the whipped crème too). The fire was warm and Bree and I loosened our robes.As I hand fed Bree the berries and crème, Bree had leaned back from her sitting position with her arms behind her to enjoy.