Mark’s two-year old house had always had a bulletproof door controlled by an electronic lock. His trap was set.To construct an alibi he made sure he...was seen by the cameras at the yacht club. He could leave and return to the boat, without the cameras seeing, by swimming underwater with a light scuba setup.The Tuccos came after sundown Friday, just like they did at Brenda’s. They ran the exact same play, except they wore heavier body armor and nobody stayed outside, one guy was in the cable. They both enjoy being this way together, and if tomorrow that changes, that's ok. For right now though, nothing is keeping them apart.“Will you help me again?” Abby says into her dad’s mouth, already aroused by their making out. Now that she knows her daddy liked what they did, she is a little more confident. He smiles.“You are a horny girl, aren’t you?”“Only for you,” Abby admits in a breathy voice, and Mat doesn’t hesitate to slip his hand down between her legs. He fondles her, in no hurry to. "Both girls kept quiet, trying to take all the words in as the voice continued."It's hard to believe that just twelve short months ago, you two were best friends. That was, right up until that fateful incident when you let a man come between you. A man you turned a decade of sister-like friendship into a year of rumour after vicious rumour. Whether it was accusations of orgies, incest or sex for grades, you each said whatever you could to cast the other in a negative light. You took spite to a. Ian dropped the phone back on its rest and turned back to Susie and Maria to tell them that the champagne was on its way. But his mouth was suddenly too dry for him speak as he took in the sight before him.Susie and Maria were stood close together, their breasts touching, their hips pushing forward against each other, their mouths locked together. They parted as they sensed Ian looking at them. Susie went to her Dad and kissed him softly. He could taste Maria on her as their tongues slipped.