He hoped it wouldn't turn out to be a mistake. They got a table and sat down to see what developed. They sat through several "singers" that had no sig... of any talent. When they finished, Dolly made her way up and took the mike, dialing through the available music tracks to one, then a second song, that she knew. Both were romantic, one was kind of slow, and she passed it up for the second one. She made her choice, and decided to let her hair down, as it was in a ponytail, and let the music take. "Would you like to eat also or would you just prefer some tea?" Tea. please, Mrs. O'Connell," Annie answered. We all sat at the table in the dinette while Sean and I demolished a couple of sandwiches, and some potato salad along with large glasses of milk. The O'Neill sisters and our Moms sipped their tea."We have to go meet with some people at the University this afternoon. Your Father will be going with us, and we'll be several hours at least. You boys keep an eye on things while we're gone,". "I'm dating a guy with a foot fetish. I swear, homicide finds the freaks quicker than vice does. But I guess you are no worse than my last boyfriend." Really, what was his deal?" he asked, though not really interested. He kissed her neck, nibbling on the long muscle of her throat."Oh he had this thing for handcuffs and nightsticks." She moaned, her hands running through his dark hair, feeling his arousal against her thigh. He felt so good and was very inventive with his mouth, stirring all. ." she said "after all I am right... next... door..." her hands slid up her stomach and cupped her breasts as she spoke, sending an unequivocal message as to her intent.I stuttered something incoherent, my brain not quite working properly due in large part to a majority of my blood flow having been directed to lower places. I had watched her with lust in my eyes since I hit puberty, I wasn't entirely convinced that this wasn't some sort of dream.I was still trying to process what she had said.