He asked if i wanted to have dinner at his house and all i could think of was "holy shit its actually happening," but i kept my composure haha, and ma...e sure to look even better that evening. When i went over there was a candlelight diner with wine and i thought to myself "what have you gotten yourself into Veronica." Nonetheless we ate and drank a bit, he told me i looked beautiful so many times i lost count haha, but when the wine started flowing i flirted right back and could see him get. I wondered how old we would have to be before we could have sex with a man. It seemed like forever we had been waiting, in silence, for him to come into the room. Finally, I asked Sharon what she thought he was going to do to us. Sharon finally looked up at me. She just looked at me and then said that when she grew up she wanted to marry her Daddy. I said you cant do that, he is married to your Mom. She said that her Mom didnt deserve him, all she wanted to do was drink. About that time, she. “Two lawyers? Am I that scary, Mr. Adams?” Mrs. Lundgren asked.“An overabundance of caution,” I said. “I was uncomfortable due to the tone of our conversation about your daughter.”“Yes, my wayward daughter. Please, take seats on the couch and chairs around the coffee table.”We sat down and about a minute later, a very well-dressed young man brought in a tray with a teapot, a carafe of coffee, a sugar bowl, a pitcher of cream, and five cups. He fixed tea with cream and sugar for Mrs. Lundgren,. My heart momentarily sank, 'She is lesbian', and the thought of having sex with her revulsed me.As girls a few years back we had slept with each other and discovered the joys of messing around to our mutual enjoyment, so looking at this moment made me think she was a full blown 'carpet muncher', but I was wrong.'This is my cousin Mariel', she introduced me, and the old ladies eyes lit up, 'You're a blond cherub', she drooled, as she pulled my in close to her, and as she held me in a vice like.