"Wow! That was great! I didn't see, the last time. Are you sure we can't do what you did with Norma?"My dick was fading quickly. "I don't recover fast...anymore. Did Harriett assign you a chore?" Perhaps I could distract her from the topic of sex."Nope. I can do whatever I want. Or whatever you want me to do." She winked. "Even whatever you want to do to me."I stood up and zipped up. Inga remained on the floor, leaning back on her elbows, her legs spread with panties stretched below her knees. So. I watched her and she got turned on watching me. I got turned on watching her.It took me some time to get my wits about me again. I was shocked with myself for doing what I did. I mean I get turned on watching men jerk their dicks, not girls doing themselves. But I did, didn't I?Her screen went black which told me she signed off. I got rid of it and choose a man's screen; he was sitting there with a not so big dick in his hand. He did not have the camera where I could see his face, I could see. I let him go and tell him to clean up the kitchen, and load the dishwasher. He was plenty old enough now to start learning some shit around the house. I grab a beer from the fridge, and tell him when he gets done to come down to my room. As I get there myself, I lite up a joint, and suck down the whole thing. I was furious with my lil bro, but had to calm down myself before I started with his 'education'. I figure I might as well go all the way, and teach him everything he needed to know. He. "Where did you learn all this stuff?" Bobbie asked, impressed."From you, alright. I learned it from watching you," Kim laughed."Seriously, part of the band thing. Helps build a following."Bobbie looked through the computer. Robb's old comic books, and movies,his porn... Here Bobbie was surrounded by her old life. She remembered allthe plot details, characters, everything. It was while a naked Asianwoman was on the screen when Bobbie heard it."I don't think you're gay," Kim said. "And I should.