I settle for a big smile and a hug. That’s reasonable. He gives me a demure little peck on the cheek. I give him a peck back. ‘So how was your tri...p?’ ‘It was fine, it was fine. I’ll tell you all about it later, but right now I’m really tired. That’s a six-hour plane ride.’ ‘I have just the thing.’ ‘Not a surprise party, I hope. No kidding, I am really beat.’ I grin and pluck his bags off the carousel. ‘Hey, I can do that,’ he protests. ‘Oh no. You are really beat, n’est-ce pas?’ It’s an impish. Cursing the gym, he offered me a shower at his house, and then a beerand watch the game on tv after that. "Great idea" I said, "But, I live closer, I am really wet and sweatingand Michelle is out of town, how bout my place?" He agreed. We arrived at my place a few minutes later. As we walked into myhouse, I apologized for the underwear on the couch and the porno dvd layingopen on the coffee table. Trey snickered, understanding, Michelle wouldn'tbe happy with this state of affairs, but,. "So where did you go?" The Inn of 10,000 delights. Of course with Sammy it made 10,001" Sammy only delighted you once? I would have thought he could manage at least a second time on your anniversary. "Well if you're going to count each time it would be hmmm.... 10,000 and six or seven. If you count how many times I came then that's something else. Have you ever made love in a Japanese Tea House?" I take it you did." We did. It was beautiful, it's built right over this little stream and. As you lie there, remembering the steamy story you had read, your left hand slowly releases the sheet and slides under. For a brief moment, the passage of your hand pushes the sheet away from your breasts, and the loss of sensation is almost painful. You quickly drop your hand to your stomach, and the satin settles back onto your body, your other hand continuing its almost excruciating dance, dragging the sheet around in circles. Your free hand gets back into the act, dragging your fingernails.