She asked if I could stay the night and I told her yes, so lets get you cleaned up some. He ran a bath and told me to get in. I was sitting thinking a...out what I was going to tell my mom when he came in. You're not done yet, hell your hairs still dry. He grabbed a washcloth and told me to stand up. He washed my face, arms, back, every thing. When I got out he handed me a t-shirt and fixed the couch for me to sleep on. I tried to sleep but the strange noises kept me up, I went to his room and. I thought the poor old man would not dare to come, but I was wrong. While he and Victor were having some beers at the veranda, I rushed inside to change my clothes…I put on a short skirt and see through blouse without a bra and joined them on the veranda. After a couple of beers I could see that George was feeling a bit more relaxed and could not stop looking at me. I asked him if he was married and he said he was a widower. We chatted a little more and suddenly Victor went inside for more. I was expecting I'd get to brush her hair sitting on the livingroom sofa while she sat on the floor in front of me. Instead I was hailed into my sister's bedroom. She was seated on the foot of her bed, hairbrush in hand, like a magic wand, waiting for me. Her shirt was dropped to the floor; she still wore her shorts. Her hair hung down limp and wet and ready for a brush. She'd taken the towel and done that girl trick of knotting it between her breasts. The towel wrapped under her arms, leaving. ”“Just as long as we don’t get too tired for lots of fucking,” she grinned.It was time to leave, and Dan mentioned it was about a three to four-hour drive from Trenton to Niagara Falls. Jake and Brad took the suitcases and put them in the trunk of the Shelby. “A trip to the Falls and back will be a good run for the Shelby,” he said as goodbye hugs and kisses were given.Dan and Wendy stepped out the front door to a light shower of confetti, courtesy of Cathy, Diane, Brenda, and Abby. They all.