They both knew their mother had a drinking problem. Lindsey told me once that it was what had driven their father away. I’d seen it but had always b...en able to deal with it. Maddie tended to get really aggressive when she drank, saying things she couldn’t take back and lashing out. Both the girls and I handled it mainly by ignoring it, maybe not the best coping strategy, but it worked. Dakota said: “When mommy is drunk she goes to bed and never wakes up until morning and then she’s OK again.”I. If I had to describe that area, I would say 1001 Arabian nights, with large cushions, short tables and silk d****s. It is rather large, but with 20 people and visitors, it can get crowded. Anyway, I will cut to the chase. Summer was very vocal in camp about being horny and wanting to go and hit some parties and needing laid. This was something new for her, she never really was that descriptive. She just broke 50, a brunette, 5'6', about 140#, blue eyes, I would say 44 DDD with big hips and fine. “Don’t worry. No problem as long as it doesn’t become louder.”She kisses me on the cheek since my head has resumed its prior position. My eyes restore their glazed upward glare.She skips out of bed. “Must rush. Some of us have work to do.”Great, she’s leaving. Another advantage of Sunday opening at Waterstones.Nina is on her way to the en-suite and I confess, I allow my gaze to fix on the French curves of her bottom where they join her slender legs.She starts the shower and returns en route to. I backed out of the room, unsure of what to say. “I should--”“Wait, Amber. Don’t go,” she requested, hand firmly planted between her succulent thighs.I stood still. My own crotch started to tingle.“I thought I had locked the door.”“It was open.” My nipples were definitely visible at this point.When I didn’t leave, a smile sneaked onto Celi’s face. “You ever get turned on after class?”“Sometimes during class,” I admitted. “But I never…”“Neither have I.” Her index and middle finger parted her.