One Saturday afternoon and I arrive home to voluminous screams, panting and squeaking of bed springs.....ahhhh Cerise and Gary at it again I think to ...yself. Walking past their room I can see straight in as Gary`s shiny with sweat butt is rising like a piston and driving Cerise deeper into the mattress. My temptation to stop, watch and maybe even join in is lost as Gary climaxes and collapses onto Cerise, neither of them aware I am home and enjoying the remnants of their sex session.Shortly. “And that was ok with Mom?” I inquired.“Well, not exactly. She was always after me for more. Your Mother always had a very healthy sex drive. She just married the wrong guy.” he explained.“So how did you...” I started.“Stay together?” he finished for me.I shook my head.“Well, we love one another, and most times that's enough, at least it was for her.” he said.“So do you ever....?” I left the question hanging.“Oh sure, every once in a while. In fact, between you and I, something got into her. Bas wo winter ne aag laga di hame or usne car side me laga ke he humne ek dusre ko bohot kiss or hug kiye, mene 1st time uske breast pake or wo bohot jada soft the mai jor jor se press kane laga or wo aahe bharti rahi. Mai uske neck pe kiss karne laga or ek hath se boobs press, hum bohot passionate hogaye the usne mera jeans utara he tha ke hame laga ke koi arha hai hamari taraf so usne usi halat me shall lapet liya or car chalane lagi. Hum waha se nikle or 2 km door car roki or usne apne kapde. But don't bother her with anything else since she's on duty this morning."And then she was gone, leaving me alone with Natalie, who I couldn't communicate with. She didn't seem to be in a mood to talk anyway. What the hell was going on? Was everyone having their periods today or something? I'd heard about how women living together all tended to get on the same cycle, but I hadn't noticed it happening before this. That's not the kind of thing which just happens in a single day, is it? I sat.