We were naked under the sheet and the door bell rang. I weared my underwear and opened the door and took the dinner from the waiter. He saw me and the... looked into the room, saw Simran who was covering herself under the sheet and gave a naughty smile and went away. We had our dinner naked and were full of energy again.I rolled over her and she was under me. Was looking into her eyes and kissed her over her lips. My dick got hard and she felt that and whispered me to put it in her. I said help. Hell I could have dressed her better than that. No, she wouldn't do. I quickly went through a list of movie starlets, a checkout clerk at the grocery store, and a woman I saw at the Laundromat. Even Susie Rigel, and Farrah Fawcett. None of them would do.Then a weird thought jumped into my mind. During dinner last night I had accidentally bumped the table and spilled my water. A busboy came to clean up the mess. I remembered now what wasn't even conscious at the time. I could now smell. ’ ‘This stuff is difficult for any guy to get his head around, but that’s how I believe it works. All it takes is for one person to begin reeling in family members and the ties re-connect. I’m determined to do my bit.’ ‘You’re amazing, Harry. You should write a book about family ties.’ ‘I have just over one hundred pages written Margo, would you believe. But please keep that confidential, especially don’t tell Sierra. If she changes as much as I think she’s going to change I’ll be dedicating. Truth or Dare?” I demanded.“Truth, too,” Kevin answered.“Are you a complete Top or versatile?” I wondered.“Versatile, trust me. Very versatile. I wager that Demy’s a bottom with guys, though. I suspect that your father is mostly a Top, with maybe some curiosity about bottoming now and then. Same with your uncle here, I think. I bet that Demy’s asshole gets a lot of use, especially since I’ve been pounding it,” Kevin declared.He licked his lips with obvious lust for the menfolk.“Truth or Dare?”.