Sandra! Jeanette lazily rolled off the bed onto her feet and ambled toward the door, quickly running her hands through her short cropped brown hair be...ore reaching for the door handle and opening it to see Sandra's smiling face on the other side."Hey beautiful" beamed Sandra as she stepped inside, closing the door behind her with one hand and grabbing and caressing Jeanette's left breast with the other. She drew Jeanette toward her and moved her mouth first to Jeanette's chest, then to her. As she got to his room, she heard the sound of crying. Emily was enraged. She'd always protected Damien, no one made him cry and got away with it. Now here he was crying and it was their own parents that caused it. What was worse is that usually she'd bloody the nose of anyone who made Damien cry but since it was their parents making him cry, that wasn't an option. There was nothing she could do about it. Damien didn't come down for the rest of the night. He missed dinner and the parents didn't. “I think we need a clearer definition of what being good constitutes for me to make that promise,” he said.“Fair enough,” Katie said over her shoulder as she turned to head for the bathroom, “‘good in this context means that you stop me from further physical torment of your body by not purposely doing anything that would tempt me. However, now that I think about it, everything about you tempts me, so I guess I’ll take my chances and excuse you from making any promises.”Tyler jumped out of the. Until I resolved the conflict in my mind, I wouldn’t feel right about what we had been doing. “Can we just talk?”She stood there studying my face for a moment. I didn’t know what she was thinking, but she didn’t look upset. “I didn’t think guys could talk when there was a naked woman in the room.”I shook my head, sighed, and said, “If you don’t want to talk, that’s okay. I’ll just get out of your hair.”She shook her towel-laden head and picked up the towel I had dropped. She wrapped it around.