Before I went upstairs, I asked Sara if she was OK. She said "yeah, just give me a minute." I went upstairs into the other shower and turned the water...on. I was only in there for a few minutes before I felt arms wrap around me. I dont know how Sara got in there so quietly, but she was hugging me from behind. I turned around in her arms and she kissed me (like one of those PASSION MOVIE KISSES) and after breaking away, admitted she has had a crush on me for years but never acted on it. Then she. Turning a bit to me and raising up so I could see them fully, she asked, "Like mine, too? They're not as big as Mom's but I hope you like them anyway. They're still growing," she said as she lifted them with her hands."I've got two lovely ladies for you, Lou, I hope you're ready for some fun?" Bill asked and my head spun just trying to process this whole situation.By now, Bill's wife was rubbing her palm over my erection as his daughter was stroking my leg. Perhaps she knew her mother already. "I suppose we should get you home." I'm having such a good time, Keith. I wish it weren't ten-thirty." I wish you could stay." He glanced into her eyes. "Why can't you? You have your insulin with you. Call your mom and tell her you're staying." She won't like that." You're an adult, Jenna. You can set your own schedule." I'd need an excuse." No, you don't." It'll be easier if I had one." Then -- I'll give you one. Tell her I'm having car trouble." He pondered a moment. "She wouldn't come get. I stop only when I run out of air. A stabbing pain snaps me out of my fervor, and I realize I have stabbed the shard into my palm. I pull it out and fling it at the wall, then stumble my way to the door. I knew I needed to get some bandages, and those were in the kitchen. So I leaned on the door, gasping, sweat drenched. It seems that killing a loved one is harder than you would think. I begin to open the door, but then feel pressure of a body pressing against it. I sigh, then vow not to look.