"She bent down and kissed the puppet and then walked off slowly into the shadows, her dress wafting as she went."Amy, wait up!"Amy turned around, wond...ring who had spoken to her. She knew the voice, but couldn't picture who it belonged to. She couldn't see anybody in the building. Then she saw the movement out of the corner of her eye, but it took a few moments for her brain to believe it. It was Walter.Stupid woman, Amy thought to herself, there is no Walter, there is just a puppet. But this. I felt adrenaline rushing through my chest. I killed the motor and made a B-line for Jasey, diving into the lake headfirst. A rush of silence. I felt millions of ice-cold pricks covering my body, starting at my neck, wrapping around my shoulders, engulfing my arms and legs. Under the surface, there was silence. My eyes searched frantically for any sign of her in the abyss. I caught a glimmer of her necklace around her neck, sinking deeper, deeper. I surfaced, took a quick breath, and plunged. My wife left the tub, claiming she was tired. Telling us to "Not stay up too late," we agreed.A few minutes later, my step-daughter climbed out, smirking, saying "Don't do anything I wouldn't do," before heading down the hall and closing her bedroom door.The conversation Katie and I had turned out to be quite graphic, sexually depict, and interesting to say the least.We wound up against the hot tub wall kissing passionately. She had her large breasts pushed up against my bare chest. I had to. One of his large, strong hands drifted up to cup my breast, thumb rubbing slowly over my covered flesh.Our respective undergarments and my top were the only things separating us, and I shivered to feel against my thigh the slow, hot pulse of his erection.His hand drifted back down, and tugged gently at my waistband. I slipped the panties off and pulled my top off too, leaving the clothing forgotten on the floor as he captured my mouth again, his warm hand stroking slowly over my curves.He.