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got up, and all three girls followed me out to the rental car.
“Did you see that guy I was dancing with?” Bell asked Baby and Sue as I drove back.
“He was kinda hot, I guess,” Sue said.
“Mmmm, I don’t know,” Baby said. “He needed to shave.”
“You don’t like a little hair on the face?” Bell asked.
“Nope, it gives me beard burn.” Baby rubbed her inner thigh and grinned.
“That is so much more information than I wanted,” I complained.
Sue laughed. “Well, beard burn or not, I think it’s kinda sexy. Only Lyle never gets that five o’clock shadow thing. He goes from clean shaven to ZZ Top in like three hours.”
“What do you think Bell, facial hair or not?” Baby asked, leaning over her seat towards Bell, who sat directly behind her.
I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that Bell was looking at me. She scrunched up her face in concentration.
I had a habit of going two to three days without a shave, but instead of looking like that moron in the bar when I did it, I got a full, thin beard, then I’d go back to clean shaven when I got around to it. It was apparently a big topic of conversation among my female fans. Right then, I was on day two.
“I like it all ways,” Bell said.
Sue giggled. Baby stayed quiet.
I managed to get the girls through the hotel lobby without incident. But they started another embarrassing conversation in the elevator.
“Boxers or briefs?” Sue asked Baby, pointing a finger at her.
“Sean wears boxers, silk boxers.”
“This is way more information than I need,” I grumbled. Though I did technically already know this. He’d answered the door in them more than once.
“I would not have guessed that,” Sue said.
“Lyle?” Baby asked.
“Briefs, but not tighty-whiteys. They’re high cut and in different colors. I buy them for him.”
“Jesus Christ,” I murmured.
“What about you, Hank?” Sue asked.
Then, thank God, the elevator opened. I started walking all three of them down the hall. But Sue stopped and folded her arms over her chest.
“I’m not going any further until you answer the question.”
Baby and Bell lined up on either side of her. They mimicked her stance. They looked like a deranged army of drunk midgets.
“Seriously?”
“Boxers or briefs?” Sue asked.
“Neither,” I said.
“You go commando?” Sue asked.
I nodded.
“Why am I not surprised,” Baby said, rolling her eyes.
“Don’t you worry about the zipper–”
“March,” I ordered, pointing down the hall.
They did, though Bell was a little wobbly, so I threw an arm around her waist. We got to Lyle and Sue’s room first. I pounded on the door and Lyle came quickly.
“Take your wife off my hands,” I said.
Sue moved toward him and put her arms around his waist. “Hi, dear.”
“Hi,” he grinned.
She started kissing his neck.
“Goodnight,” I grumbled.
“Thanks, Hank,” I heard him say as I shut the door.
We walked three more doors down to Sean and Baby’s room. I didn’t have to knock. Sean must have heard us coming, because he was in the doorway when we got there. Baby fell into his arms.
“Hi, honey,” she said softly.
“Here’s your drunk wife.”
“I’m not drunk,” she said into his chest.
“She give you any trouble?” Sean asked.
“I’m not five!”
“No, just Bell.”
Bell was completely leaning against me now. She moved her head a little and said weakly, “I’m not trouble.”
“She was grinding against some douchebag.”
“Sean,” Baby said, looking up at him, “I love you.”
“Okay, I’m out. Goodnight,” I said, closing the door on them.
I tried to move, but Bell nearly fell down. So I picked her up and carried her back toward the elevator for the ride up to where her room was.
The elevator ride seemed to take forever. Bell didn’t weigh anything. But she was so soft and warm in my arms that I was dangerously close to getting turned on. And just when the ding sounded and the
“Did you see that guy I was dancing with?” Bell asked Baby and Sue as I drove back.
“He was kinda hot, I guess,” Sue said.
“Mmmm, I don’t know,” Baby said. “He needed to shave.”
“You don’t like a little hair on the face?” Bell asked.
“Nope, it gives me beard burn.” Baby rubbed her inner thigh and grinned.
“That is so much more information than I wanted,” I complained.
Sue laughed. “Well, beard burn or not, I think it’s kinda sexy. Only Lyle never gets that five o’clock shadow thing. He goes from clean shaven to ZZ Top in like three hours.”
“What do you think Bell, facial hair or not?” Baby asked, leaning over her seat towards Bell, who sat directly behind her.
I glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that Bell was looking at me. She scrunched up her face in concentration.
I had a habit of going two to three days without a shave, but instead of looking like that moron in the bar when I did it, I got a full, thin beard, then I’d go back to clean shaven when I got around to it. It was apparently a big topic of conversation among my female fans. Right then, I was on day two.
“I like it all ways,” Bell said.
Sue giggled. Baby stayed quiet.
I managed to get the girls through the hotel lobby without incident. But they started another embarrassing conversation in the elevator.
“Boxers or briefs?” Sue asked Baby, pointing a finger at her.
“Sean wears boxers, silk boxers.”
“This is way more information than I need,” I grumbled. Though I did technically already know this. He’d answered the door in them more than once.
“I would not have guessed that,” Sue said.
“Lyle?” Baby asked.
“Briefs, but not tighty-whiteys. They’re high cut and in different colors. I buy them for him.”
“Jesus Christ,” I murmured.
“What about you, Hank?” Sue asked.
Then, thank God, the elevator opened. I started walking all three of them down the hall. But Sue stopped and folded her arms over her chest.
“I’m not going any further until you answer the question.”
Baby and Bell lined up on either side of her. They mimicked her stance. They looked like a deranged army of drunk midgets.
“Seriously?”
“Boxers or briefs?” Sue asked.
“Neither,” I said.
“You go commando?” Sue asked.
I nodded.
“Why am I not surprised,” Baby said, rolling her eyes.
“Don’t you worry about the zipper–”
“March,” I ordered, pointing down the hall.
They did, though Bell was a little wobbly, so I threw an arm around her waist. We got to Lyle and Sue’s room first. I pounded on the door and Lyle came quickly.
“Take your wife off my hands,” I said.
Sue moved toward him and put her arms around his waist. “Hi, dear.”
“Hi,” he grinned.
She started kissing his neck.
“Goodnight,” I grumbled.
“Thanks, Hank,” I heard him say as I shut the door.
We walked three more doors down to Sean and Baby’s room. I didn’t have to knock. Sean must have heard us coming, because he was in the doorway when we got there. Baby fell into his arms.
“Hi, honey,” she said softly.
“Here’s your drunk wife.”
“I’m not drunk,” she said into his chest.
“She give you any trouble?” Sean asked.
“I’m not five!”
“No, just Bell.”
Bell was completely leaning against me now. She moved her head a little and said weakly, “I’m not trouble.”
“She was grinding against some douchebag.”
“Sean,” Baby said, looking up at him, “I love you.”
“Okay, I’m out. Goodnight,” I said, closing the door on them.
I tried to move, but Bell nearly fell down. So I picked her up and carried her back toward the elevator for the ride up to where her room was.
The elevator ride seemed to take forever. Bell didn’t weigh anything. But she was so soft and warm in my arms that I was dangerously close to getting turned on. And just when the ding sounded and the
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