"Mmm, I'm getting close, hon, just keep doing it nice and slow like this, okay?" Oh, Eva, you are so good. I just love your pussy." Mmm, my pussy love... you, oh, does it."Then, from the other bed, "Oh, Todd, baby, oh, oh, fuck me, oh, fuck me hard. Ew, yes, yes, yes. Deep, baby, deep."Sounds like a good time taking place across the room, I thought as Justin pushed into me and held still as I moved my hips from side to side. Like Cindy, I was liking it deep. Yes, this was good and it was very. I quietly got out of bed, tip-toed to the bathroom, hoping not to wake her. I closed the door then turned on the light to look at myself in the mirror. Did we do what I think we did? Was it all a weird dream? I sniffed my fingers; yes, it was real. I washed my hands, then took another look at myself in the mirror. I've made love with Jay and masturbated with his daughter. I used to be a good girl. What was I thinking? It did feel good, and I fell right asleep after. All Sabrina and I did were. But if it was that important to him, I could wait. “Ok. Go somewhere?” I asked as I sipped my coffee. It wasn’t anything fancy, something out of a can with hazelnut creamer. The kind of coffee my parents would’ve had when they were alive; more about the comfort than where it came from and how it was picked.Troy nodded and sipped as well. “There’s a reason we both wanted you to stay after Claire left. It’s nothing against anyone. I sensed something special about you from the beginning, Susan,. "That's good," said Meg, who appeared to be thinking of something else. It was obvious that the only added meaning to her greeting had been added by Mavis herself, and she felt bad about that."Actually, I slept like a log," she said. "I haven't slept that good in twenty years." There. She had called attention to it herself. Now if Meg had anything to say she could just say it.Meg's greeting had been automatic and unthinking. She had been thinking about the few seconds she had seen Bobby,.