“Right you had better clean up my bathroom,” she said and she handed me a wad of toilet tissue which I used to soak up her piss and cum.When I had...finished, she took me to the kitchen and made me a cup of tea. I sat down at the table, still only wearing her panties and she sat opposite.“You are a bad perverted Son in law, you know that don’t you?”“I am for you.”“Has anyone ever pissed on you before?”“No Joan, you are the first.”“Kath, not as horny as her Mum then?”“Well, she likes sex, but. I wouldhope you both can get your lives back together. I am very aware of bothof your situations and I would be derelict in my duties if I didn'twarn you both about hasty decisions regarding a life together. That isall I have to say on the matter. If you two choose to keep goingforward in a relationship then I wish you both the best.They left the office and both of them started giggling. Finally he saidit was like being in the principle's office in high school. She agreedand told him she knew. ‘Speaking as 50% of the people who use this room, I say its fine.’ She quickly glanced around to make sure no one was there, then grabbed the front of Ben’s shirt and pulled him in. She backed him against the door and kissed him, pressing the full length of her body against his. She could feel his body responding beneath her, and as their lips parted she brushed her hand against the front of his pants. He groaned his approval, rubbing his hand up and down her leg. She locked the door, then with. Connie had developed the habit of dropping in on Tom on the weekends, knowing he hadn't touched the sailboat since the accident. She tried to encourage him to get out, taking her or the boys or both along with him, but he steadfastly declined. He wondered aloud if he should sell the Lynchpin Lady, but the boys and Connie had raised such a fuss against doing it that he let the subject drop. And so it sat, forty-six feet of fibreglass and teak, rocking gently at its dock in Fisherman's Cove.Tom.