Chad stared at her for a moment, then he opened his cell phone and foundthe message from his ex-wife. He held the phone out for Robin to take.Robin t...ook the phone and read the message. Her eyes went wide withsurprise. "Oh Chad, I'm so sorry! And in a text message no less! Howcold!"Chad just shrugged as he took his phone back. "I didn't really want totalk to her anyway." But it's bothering you?" More than I thought it would. I'm such a failure!" A failure?"He nodded. "If it wasn't for.... She handed Dad the book he was currently reading but he closed his eyes and turned his head to the side.Mom and I both sat on the couch, at opposite ends, reading. I glanced at Mom often but she concentrated on her book. She was wearing a plain summer dress, a dull, checkered gray with thin white lines, not near as bright and cheery as the one she'd worn the last time we played. The top was cut square with heavy straps that arched over her shoulders to fasten to the front with big buttons. The. I seemed to take a long time to break away from her gaze and see what she was wearing. She wore a black tank top over her upper half exposing much of her upper body but showing just enough of her breasts for me to make out their outline. Her bottom half was covered by a pair of blue denim jeans similar to the ones she had worn before. Her bare feet were curling back and fore on the carpet. I've never been big on feet but as I looked at them I felt that even they had a certain allure to them.. Despite a thundering pulse at the prospect of carte blanche with her dynamite body, I kept my tone measured. "Have you or haven't you?"She let out an exasperated burst of air. "Of course I have! You honestly think I'd have made it to my thirties without an orgasm?"I took another mouthful and waved the glass at her panties. "Show me then."Her dirty grin spread like the stage curtain on opening night, dimples forming beneath lightly freckled cheeks. Dropping her shoulders on the standard issue.