The reason why he wanted it was not lost on me, though. It added to my anger. Packing wouldn’t have taken nearly as long if not interrupted several ...imes by dry heaves. I saw his eyes as I squeezed my own closed. Not the eyes I cherished—the ones that studied me with a mixture of amazement and adoration—but the placating, angst-filled eyes. The pleading eyes. I never wanted to see those eyes again. I heard his voice as I ran the tap water to wash my face. Not the voice I cherished—the one that. She does not get attention from her husband.I asked how about her sex life. To which her reply was not good. I felt sorry for her and told her the same. I offered my company to give share her thoughts whenever she wants. She was not pleased with that answer. I tried multiple statements to convince her but not much helped to make her feel better.She informed me that she reads sex stories online and masturbates to make herself feel less lonely. I pulled her towards me to give a hug. She did not. Jess laid her head back exposing her neck to Kim’s lips. A lick, kiss and nibble of neck, a hand tracing down Jess’s smooth belly to her spread thighs and dripping pussy. Kim’s other hand still kneading tit and tweaking nipple. Fingers gently twirling clit before spreading glazed pussy lips, Kim stuck two long smooth fingers in Jess’s snatch and cupped pussy in palm, juices flowed as the girl rocked the welcome insertion of her cunt. By now all men were standing with bulges in their pants.. Dora looked at Dad and said, "How did you find out about that?"I have tried to hold information about my doctorate down."Dad smiled. "Mitch isn't the only one able to investigate people."I wasn't surprised. Dad is perceptive and casual comments were filed in his mind to be considered carefully and fully when he had time.Dinner was great and Missus Thornton asked the big question, "Dora, when is the big date?" We are still trying to work that out but soon, very soon."I have a sister to get into.