"You can do it." Uh-huh."Two days later, they were preparing to get on the ice to train. Courtney was just getting off. She skated over to them. "List...en. I was wondering. If I got some ice time tomorrow or the next day, could I ask you guys for some help? You especially, Warren, but Sophia too. I want you to teach me how you keep your speed through the steps like you do."Warren and Sophia looked at each other incredulously. Then Warren turned back to Courtney. "You've got to be kidding. First. ”Glen didn’t notice Sandra pick up the box and open it. She looked inside while he told the mailman, “I guess you’ll just have to remain curious.”Wanda burst out laughing when she saw the contents of the box. In a delighted voice, she screamed, “Romance novels?”Sandra, rummaging through the box, stated, “This is weird. The box is filled with the same novel. Must be twenty of them in here.”Glen spun around to face the twins. His face was red. He shouted, “Get out of that.”Sandra, reading the. ”“Marge!” Tina admonished.“It’s okay,” I said, drinking some more wine. I had confessed to Tina that sex with my husband had taken a turn for the worse recently and I expected she would share this detail with her lover.“Actually, didn’t you ever just think about it, just a little?” Tina asked with a sly smile, evidently emboldened by Marge’s more brazen probing.She poured me another glass of wine.“Sure I’ve thought about it now and then, and I used to think about it back in college too. I even. Hell, they'd all seen my shirt get soaking wet from sweat, and comments about my nipples would always ensue, so this was no big deal, was it? I could feel dampness on my thighs. That should have bothered me; I was sure David could see the sheen of wetness on my labia as I got off the bed. Damn! I thought, not sure of my reaction to that realization, but suddenly aware of their voices in the adjoining room. "Stacy give you head every mornin, boss?" I put my ear against the door. Keith told him.