"A couple of days later, over breakfast, Mom, Jack and I had a frank discussion about Jack and I living together."Your father and I had a talk last ni...ht. At first he was reluctant to allow you to sleep together. He thought you were too young. When I pointed out to him that you Anne were a mature woman and that Jack, you are about the same age as your father was when we started sleeping together, his resolve started to weaken. It took a little more, shall we say, physical persuasion, but he. "What's wrong?" Barbie asked.I stared at the black, white, and RED kitchen. Julia Ann spun towards the front door. A brunette I didn't recognize was holding on to Julia Ann's arms. My stepmother broke the hold and ran to me."I'm sorry!" she whispered. "I'm so sorry!"She knelt at my feet and hugged my legs."That's blood," I said."Don't!" Barbie yelled at the brunette. "Stay in the kitchen."Persephone touched Julia Ann's shoulder. "Come on, Julia. We need to get in the kitchen."I did not want to. She seemed to be unconscious.I fell asleep and slept a short but very restful sleep. I woke up and got out of bed. there There was no reason to put clothes on, so I just left my clothes lying there on the floor and walked down the hallway to my kitchen. I grabbed some fruit out of a bowl I had put tin the refrigerator and set to the task of cutting up some or of it. I sliced up a banana, an apple, a pear and a couple of oranges. I put each individual fruit on a separate plate and then walked. With a growl, he forces two fingers into her molten body. Christ, he could practically smell her.She fumbles with his zipper as heat pools in her belly. Clutching his rigid length with delicate fingers, she tugs him free of his clothing. He's heavy in her hand and she bites her lip as the familiar flutter tickles her insides, making her gasp."Are you sure this is a good idea?" he asks between kisses. "We tend to get loud..." God, did she get loud. Moaning and screaming. Just for him. Only for.