So we'll be out of the house most of the day and we'll eat at Uni. So we'll see you this evening, okay?"I was about half-way through what the old bike... needed, thinking seriously about a caffeine fix, when there came a knocking at the garage door. Actually, as it was open, knocking was unnecessary – anyone could just walk in and speak. I looked up to see Dan standing in the open door. If anyone needed a photograph to go next to a dictionary definition of 'sheepish' he'd have made an excellent. It's Irene, isn't it. She won't let this go. She worries this like a cat with a rat in it's mouth. Pat, it's over. We're divorced. It's over - I don't want to talk about it."Pat just sat quietly during John's tirade. "Yes, John. Irene and I have talked - in fact we've talked quite a bit. When we left your apartment she drove me home, came in and we talked for quite awhile. WAIT...", she exclaimed when John suddenly rose and strode to the door. He grabbed the knob, but it appeared that the door. "Do you want to take it off?" she whispered."Not yet," I answered, already moving lower to between her legs, "you can do that when I go after the rubber."Angry at myself for leaving the condoms in my jacket I wanted to give her something to do while I dashed to the closet and fumbled with the package. Huley giggled, either from nervousness or at how I was choreographing our dance.I was on my knees between her legs. Running my hands from her ankles, up the outside of her legs until I felt the. She leaned down and licked it and Tom groaned loudly. Upon questioning, he revealed that his asshole seemed to be really sensitive and he loved having her tongue on it or in it. Ashleigh leaned over to the bedside table and retrieved the K-Y Jelly. Placing a small amount on her finger, she easily covered his asshole inside and out while Tom moved and groaned at her actions. With a command to stay put, she got off the bed and went to her overnight bag. She returned with the butt plug in her.