I keep my tight grip on her ankle as she tries to buck me off, her soccer-player’s muscles able to deliver a powerful jolt but not enough to prevent...me retying first her right leg then her left to the bottom of the bed, leaving my little red haired cutie spread-eagled on the bed with no more than an inch or two’s slack.I decide to let my little lover “rest” for a little while, and I explore her room a little more. I spy a charging cable and realise there is a phone at the end of it, slipped. "Mom, what were you and Mrs. Krabopple doing?" Lisa asked, wide eyed andpartially worried and partially intrigued.Part 5 "What Would You Say" Well honey, you see, Mrs. K and I, we were, umm, uh..." Marge stumbled inher speech, both of shame and nervousness."Having sex dear, we were having sex." Edna said as she entered the roomfrom behind Marge's head."Yes Lisa, we were, having....sex." Marge conceded the truth."Ummm....I thought only a man and a woman could, not two women." Lisatried to reason. Someone who loved you. I guess I never gave up hopethat someday, somewhere, I'd have a real family.I was working as a stevedore in Miami at the time. I guess I was aroundnineteen. I met this old merchant marine, we became fairly close. Iwouldn't say friends, when you come from where I do, you don't makefriends. A friend is just someone who hasn't turned on you yet.Anyway, we're having beers one night. And we get to talking. He's beenaround, seen a few things. We come to the subject of families.. I liked him for her, but that’s not to say I liked him--we weren’t the best of pals. I couldn’t blame him for that though, his girl and I were close and that’d make any soon-to-be husband a bit uneasy, but I assured him that Julia and I were just friends and there was no history there of a sexual nature. I wasn’t lying either. It never went there with us, well, until that night. I woke to Julia, alternating between, ringing my doorbell and knocking on my door frantically. When I opened.