In the end he didn't bother because he'd just shower anyway. Besides, the smell of the deodorant wasn't all that great. Jack simply packed it into the... side pocket of his small bag. He took one last look around the room. The bed was still perfect since he hadn't even slept in it last night. Everything was perfect as well. Untouched really. Jack wondered for a moment if he should mess up the bed to pretend it had been slept in; but decide not to. Wasting no more time he grabbed both his. Let’s see if you feel like complaining when I’m done with you!”She laughed in spite of herself. “You really are a pig!” she exclaimed, getting another wink in return.“Lose the shirt. I just gotta check where we’re meeting.”Stacy obliged, but when her eyes were no longer obscured by fabric, she realized with a stab of panic that the story from last night was still up on her computer screen. Mike scanned it quickly as she grasped unsuccessfully for words to distract him.“Uh… why don’t you come. ”He rapidly thought aloud, saying, “Lucy’s mother would gladly have Theo, especially with a whole heap of maids to help and make a fuss of him. Jamie can stay here as it’s a quiet time of year in the parish. All the elderly ladies find him far more charming than me, so I can take him on my rounds.”“That all sounds very manageable. I’ll write to Betty straightaway to put things in place,” Meg said, rising. “Then I’ll leave it up to you to persuade Lucy to our plan.”~~~Tobias felt that. I could read her saying, 'I love you too, Bernie.' Then she lowered her head again onto Peter The Great and puckered her cheeks anew.The words weren't new; we had exchanged them weeks earlier. Linda had spent the night in my apartment, something she did several times a week. We used hers the other nights, sleeping separately only about twice a week. Each of us kept a partial wardrobe in the other's bedroom. The words had not been uttered in the heat of passion, in the throes of mutual spurting.