I want to talk to Becky. Your father would like to talk to you.”“Am I going to get a lecture?” I asked.“Probably. He wasn’t happy last night...when he saw the door to Becky’s room open and yours closed.”“Did he say anything?”“You’re kidding, right? He just shook his head and clammed up.”“OK. I’m guessing he’s in his workshop?”“Yes.”I got up and went into the house. I went down the steps to the basement and walked over to my dad’s workshop. I sat on the stool in the corner as I did, and waited for. I usually tell him to let me spot him so he doesnt do something stupid. But I was giving him a extra time to work up, and get warmed up. He had finished and was sitting on the side of the bench kinda watching me rinse off, I shut off the water. and opened the door and acted a little surprised like I didnt here him come down. lol yea right. anyway I walked out and my cock was swinging a bit and went down to grab a towel out of basket, Toweled off my chest and head and back, saving my legs and. It wasn't a physical thing, though Arnele's undeniably gorgeous. There was more to it than that. She's different. And Michael had been craving different from his increasingly routine life. That it came in the form of someone like Arnele made it all the better. Smart choice or not, he followed.Michael entered what was obviously Arnele's bedroom. It smelled like her. Sunlight poured through windows that formed the far corner. The furnishings addressed their obvious function with just enough style. I don't know. Maybe I won't." Her sister admitted her confusion. "I think I will melt if he touches me." If your nipples are any indicator, you'll let him. You'll probably be insane if he doesn't take you right there."Thalia sniffed the air. "You're one to talk, Rhea. I can smell you already." The youngest girl paused and continued soberly. "Are we like Great Aunts Cybele, Maia and Electra?" Gramma Maria told me she needed to have a talk with us soon. Something about Demopolis women and how.