It’s a shocking “OMG” moment. Neither of us really knows what to say, but you look fabulous in your swing skirt and I’m in a tank top. We...��re both thinking … we should just say hi and keep on walking, but we can’t take our eyes off each other. You just look great. I can’t speak for you but it feels just as if we had never stopped, all those feelings of longing, just rush back in and overwhelm us. There are a couple tables by the hot food counter and we stumble over there, we mumble a. “I think we may all need to go release some tension,” Walter said.I looked at him, “What about yourself?”He looked at his pocket watch, which I knew he loved. “She should be here real soon, I hope,” he said. He didn’t have to tell us twice, and we dispersed, quickly.I blinked mine upstairs.It was a good hour later when we hit the kitchen.We were all starving and now the order of the day was food. I’d added an extension to the two tables in the staff dining room, so they now each seat eight. I said, “Sorry. You know, we try to keep it down.”“Well you’re not doing a very good job,” Kaitlyn answered.A few awkward moments passed and Kaitlyn said, “Don’t you want to fuck girls more your own age? I mean, Jesus Christ, we could be brother and sister.”I said the whole thing just kind of happened and apologized again.“I know you don’t love my mother,” she said. “And the whole thing is really weird. I mean, do you honestly think you two are going to ever get married or anything?”I didn’t. “Your top shows just enough to be enticing. Sometimes leaving something to the imagination is just as sexy.”“Thank you Scott, my husband,” she smiled.She turned to look up at him, her short soft curly hair sparkled in the sunlight. Scott smiled, caressing her soft face.“You are so beautiful, my wife.”“You are learning my custom of speech very quickly, my husband,” she smiled, kissing him. His right arm hugged her around her hip then slid to her right ass cheek. “Your hand feels nice on my bum,.