Me thinking about dad and Haley got me wet. Haley thinking about ME thinking about her and dad got her wet. Common denominator? Dad. Or Bill.“That C...em 101 book didn’t do THAT to you,” I observed.“No,” she replied. “I thought about talking to you about him and me making love.”“You have fun, don’t you. Really.”“I really have fun because we really love each other...”“I can’t help it, Haley ... Yes, I AM curious.” Then it really got strange.“I got pictures of him.”“Nooooo...”“Yeahhhh. Playin’. “Come on Julie, touch it,” Lisa whispered in Julie’s ear as she reached over and ran her hand up Julie’s leg.“Lisa stop! Brian pull your shorts up and let’s go downstairs!” commanded my sister, but she made no attempt to stand up. Meanwhile, Lisa’s hand continued up my sister’s leg underneath her short cheerleader skirt. Brian kept stroking his rod and moving closer to Julie’s face.“Lisa stop,” my sister giggled as Lisa’s started tonguing Julie’s ear. Brian started to moan and rub the precum. It starts at the small legal partnership after a heavy weekend with my Dom Sam.OfficeJusty staggered into the law office on Monday morning, grateful for her deeply cushioned leather chair.The senior partner, Samuel, must have noticed her late arrival (again) and pained expression when he sat down opposite her: “are you feeling alright, love? You don’t look very well”.What could she say? Justy squirmed a little, trying to ease the pain in her backside. How much did he already know? Was her. Gary thought about John and Charlotte’s relationship. How did it work? Did John sleep in a spare-room when Charlotte was entertaining her lovers? Maybe he was more involved? Maybe he listened in, or maybe he even watched Charlotte getting fucked.He was interrupted from his reverie by the sound of the doorbell ringing. Who could that be? he said to himself.Then he remembered. Emma must have asked John to come and visit him. He rose from the couch, and went to the front door.He couldn’t make out.