Jim knew when it was time to go, so he took his leave.  Heading home he reflected on the evening.  All in all, it didn't suck too much.  He got to see Bree's and Ali's breasts and he got to imagine what was going on even right now, upstairs at Bree's house.  Though sleep was slow in coming, Jim was not.<br/><br/>Tomorrow night could not come soon enough.