I got up, went to the coffee dispensing machine, and got 2 cups of coffee. I went to Alisha and gave her coffee and said,Me: A long night to cut throu...h, huh?Alisha: Yes, I am stuck on work and got to send this tonight.Me: Where are you stuck? Need any help?Alisha: This formula is not working out.Me: Let me check. (I purposefully slid near her and touch her).Alisha: Thanks.While I was working on her laptop, I was also checking my colleague out, especially her boobs.Alisha: I have noticed that. Although I would have liked to have seen her full body, I didn't wait long by the door. I sneaked out of the house before she knew I saw her and came back making more noise than an elephant on a rampage. She met me at the door of her room, her face flushed crimson and looking guilty as if she had cheated. I pretended not to notice. Friday evenings were spent mostly at home with us watching a movie. To my surprise, the Friday following my little voyeuristic episode, she cuddled next to me while. About the time our first guests arrived, my older sister Karen, took Daisy into her bedroom. "Look, Daisy, Our stepdad didn't tell you everything. It's not just about showing off our bodies. We're swingers." You mean people have sex at your party?" Sure, they can if they like as long as it's by mutual consent. You're not a virgin or anything, are you? I mean you have sex with my brother, right?" Of course. He's my boyfriend." Anyone else?" No." Daisy, I have to tell you that might change. I cast an appraising glance at the crucifix hanging on the wall by the door, assessing its power. I know instantly that the cheap oak has never felt the touch of holy water, that the cracked and varnished plastic form of Jesus in His suffering has never had those secret, powerful words muttered over it, that it is a mere decoration and not a talisman with any power against me. I laugh and my laughter tumbles and turns, transforming into my hands, sending the crucifix flying off the wall to.