“‘So…how was it?’ he asked me as I returned home that Sunday afternoon,” Lana began softly. “His voice was laden with hesitancy, despite, well, everything.” Lana was recounting to me the events of the previous weekend; still fresh and raw in her mind. “I couldn’t answer. Instead, I slipped off my only two pieces of clothing; as was the stipulated dress code for the weekend. “I cradled his face a moment and guided his nose...

“You’ve been undressing her with your eyes since you got here,” Jerry stated to Liam as Lana returned from the kitchen with a tray of drinks and snacks. She was clad in an exquisite dress; flowing, yet clinging to her curves in the right places with a long slit up one thigh, almost to her hip. A thin strip of fabric continued around to her back, then wrapped around to the front, only half-covering her breasts, leaving her...