Me: Honey, I think my leg is falling asleep. Could you please sit on the sofa?Amy: Oh, sure dad. Let me just move over a little.Oh, God! She’s now s...tting directly on top of my dick.Amy: (Oh, my God. Dad’s getting an erection! What do I do? Should I say something? No, that might embarrass him. But I can’t just ignore it. He’s my dad! Why is he getting an erection? Over me? Forget it, Amy. Let’s just go to the sofa, all right?)Finally, she got down from the bed and sat on the sofa. The movie. We had three, one inch thick NY Strip steaks, which pop had in a nice whiskey based marinade that we all favored. They would stay there right up until it was time to grill them.Mom started to make the salads while I sliced the squash, lengthwise, for grilling. A touch of salt and pepper for flavor and they were ready to go. I had them laid out on a tray which I covered so that they were ready to go when dad said it was time.As I had finished my part of the work before mom had completed hers, I. For American music she had the Eagles, Grand Funk, and some southern rock. She filled the 20 disk changer ... punched random and turned it up.Junior had set up on deck so Andy switched on the main deck speakers. They rocked ... and played Gin and War, drank Coke and Sprite, ate sandwiches and radioed for pizza delivery. Andie taught Junior the dances of the fifties and sixties and Junior taught Andy the dances of the future. They had a very good time.What they didn't notice was the party was. “Oh, very funny. How long did it take you to come up with this?”Sally regained herself and reached out to take John’s hand. “It’s not a joke, honey. I’m serious. We’re serious. Dell needs a damn good seeing to, and I volunteered your ... erm... services.” She and Adele giggled like naughty schoolgirls.“Hang on a sec.” John shuffled in his seat. “Are you trying to tell me that this weekend, you want me to go over to Adele’s and sort out her plumbing in more ways than one?”The twins nodded.