” was all I could think to say back. Did I actually describe myself as smart once?“You done?”“Oh ... yeah.” I said moving out of her way to ...he bathroom. As she slipped inside and shut the door I stood in the hall and wondered, ‘Since when did it get difficult to talk to my sister? Sure I had peeped on her in a semi-lesbian experience with a friend, and then almost had sex with said friend, and we had watched each other masturbate, and then we orally pleasured each other with some old fashion. “There ya go,” she gave me a few pats and it smeared everything around. “Awww, why? …. I have to walk around like this?” She laughed took my hand and said, “I just wanted to see how cute you look when you orgasm.” “You couldn’t have waited?” “Nope.” “You are a creep,” I said as I put my arm around her and pulled her close. When we got to my house she followed me into the bedroom to watch as I changed my pants. We made our way back to the living room and I lit a fire in the fireplace while she. I wanted to feel the bellies. The table looked elegant, Mom really knew how to do dinner parties. I was surprised that Mike came, but he seemed comfortable as did Peg. As "host," I made sure that the adults had enough wine. I was getting nervous, but I'd made presentations before.I had the projector set up in the living room and invited everyone to bring his or her coffee or wine. When I had their attention, I showed the first slide. It said simply, "Carol and I want to live together when we go. I don't like people pointing fingers at me, not without them having lots of proof first, Kenny." My wife and kids could have been in that house, Terry." That don't mean nothing to me, Parsons. I told you it wasn't a problem I know anything about. Don't start accusing me of stuff, especially if you can't back it up with some proof." Okay, Terry. I'm just glad to find out this wasn't just a coincidental mistake on your part, that you really did set out with the intention to do me and my family.