It was always a woman on top of her. She likes to control the flow and rhythm of lovemaking. Luckily, she had chosen the perfect partner for that.Dinn...r was followed by a brief video call with her husband. The time zones made sure that they hardly had extended calls apart from the weekends. They tried to have “sexy times” on the weekends, though it seldom materialized. But today as different. It was a Thursday and she was pissed off. She dreaded the next day because it promised an encounter. Being with both of them. Lying under the tree, I could smell their unique scents: the warm salt-and-musk of my sister sleeping quietly not half a meter from me, and the flowers and-herbs smell of my mother, the scent brushed onto her thighs from the field of wild lavender we had walked through earlier that day.The tree stirred softly in the breeze. I could feel spots of heat wavering across my body where rays of sunline broke through between the leaves. There was another peal of thunder, low. "Someday soon," their father promised.They didn't get home until late afternoon. After church the trio met up with her sister and family at the park. It was a nice warm late May day. They had lunch outdoors at a cafe then went to the zoo. Michael excused himself and left the women to do their thing while he went back home.Michael found Charles pouring his second drink of bourbon. With the repeal of Prohibition liquor was flowing freely again. The Volstead Act was an unmitigated disaster. While he was in the bathroom, I changed into my night shirt and slippers, then I headed into the kitchen to clean up the evening's dishes.After about twenty minutes, I heard the drain gurgling, and shortly thereafter he emerged from the bathroom - wrapped in a towel - and headed toward his room to put on his night shirt and get ready for bed.I finished loading the dishwasher and headed to my bedroom. When I got there, there was David laying on my bed waiting for me to read him a Bible story -.