But I also loved it. I was allowed to date, but had a nine o'clock curfew. But that didn't matter because I was crazy in love with my brothers. I love...d both of them. It wasn't until I got to college and saw so much of the rest of the world that I realized how much I had missed out on, and that both my parents and I were using my brothers as a crutch, of sorts. Of course they got girlfriends and got married. So that's what I wanted to do too. I wanted to be normal, like everybody else. Part of. A flood of love and affection washed over him as his face lit with a smile."Tarra, what are you doing out of your room? The doctors said you were to be on complete bed rest. I was just about to come up after I had said hello to Blake." Oh poo, I feel much better already. The doctor said I was ahead of the curve and could use a gravchair if I limited it to no more than 30 minutes at a time. I came down to see Blake off as well. How was Tony Scalzo's funeral?" As good as can be expected. They are. I had to figure out where it all went wrong. We were still man and wife. Was she thinking of dumping me too, kicking me out? I had to believe that that was a possibility. I waited, and drank. Actually, I drank quite a lot. I looked up at the wall clock; it read 5:43. She'd likely be home soon, and then what?I heard the garage door opener engage. She was home. I remained seated on the divan in front of the TV. It wasn't on. But I was on; well, I was high. She came in and looked at me. She turned. Having forgotten nothing in the years since his wife died, he slipped one, then two, stiletto heels from Les’ feet and stroked the instep lightly. Les shuddered a bit as he began working up long, slender stocking-clad legs — if his lips weren’t kissing, his fingers were caressing. I was so turned on as she told me this. Les said that her thong was soaked and while he was kissing and being attentive, she wriggled out of her sexy top. She unhooked her bra and saw her nipples were already hard. I.