There was a smell of fresh paint and the floors were freshly waxed and dust free.“What happened?” I turned to Curly in wonder.“Home makeover,”...he replied. The man could be insufferably laconic.“Where is Harold? Where is all the furniture, the pictures? What happened?”“The stuff is in storage, if you want it,” he said. Then he smiled, “Not Harold though, he’s living in the basement now. I’ll get the rest of your gear; why don’t you look around and see what’s been done?”“Come with me,” I pleaded.. .. you know ... what I was doing." I know it's confusing, Ryan Honey. I'm really confused too. I ... I don't even have a good answer. I just ... once I, you know ... did it along with you ... I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. And ... about you." Jennifer looked into her son's eyes with genuine bewilderment. She knew this was a time when she should rise above her own desires and act as a parent ... a parent who knew right from wrong. But her demons told her that maybe Ryan wanted. ..The entire surface of the bed shifted, and I realized that the light was shining on human skin. Both Carly and Jenny were in the bed, and my jaw dropped when I realized that they were both naked. Carly was on her back, with her nipples pointing upwards. She was chewing on her pillowcase to stifle her moans as Jenny buried her face in between her legs. Jenny was on her knees and elbows, with her long blond hair spread out across her back and Carly's belly. Her head was gently bobbing up and. I entered the house and showed my cookie samples to him. He seemed a little wary of the situation, but I kept it sweet and innocent. He agreed to order a few boxes. I thanked him and explained that if he just doubled his order, I would go ahead of my fiercest rival in the count and I would anything to beat that bitch.With that he doubled his order and then some. He started to get some money and I explained that he didn't pay until later. But that he would get his thanks right now. He had.