We were both out of breath as we opened the front door. Sherry’s father was at the table looking over catalogues with his calculator next to him. Ma...y was at the stove, stirring a big pot of soup.“We just came for some bagels,” Sherry said.John looked up at both of us, but didn’t say a word.“These bagels are wonderful,” Mary said. “John already had three.” She turned to John, “Tell Pete what you said about the bagels.”John looked up, but didn’t say anything and seemed to be sulking. There was. ” She smiled at him, continuing to look him up and down. She was a little taller than most of the girls in the school, standing 5’9”, and had long, thick, luxurious black hair which she almost always wore covering the right side of her face. Her eyes were green. They were the kind that were called “bedroom eyes,” the lids open only halfway or so, giving her the look of one who had just woke up. Her face was complimented by a perfectly shaped nose and full, soft lips. She had an hourglass figure. "Or maybe I could." I'll go look," I said. I got my pistol out of my belt and checked its priming. "You know how this thing works?"She nodded and put it on half-cock, hefting it with both hands and smiling at me. I set my musket aside and set off, trotting. It was about a mile I suppose and when I got there, the place did look quiet but a trickle of smoke came from the chimney. I quickly got a loaf of bread and hunk of cheese and a bottle of homemade wine, bought some jerky as an after thought. . I remember. Go ahead honey, what is it?" Obviously, I know that you and Steven are having sex. But I was wondering if it was as good with him, as it was with daddy."I know my question surprised her, but she stoically faced it, keeping a straight-forward expression on her face. The same one she always managed to create whenever I caught her off guard like this, even remotely. Giving her credit, mom had tried very hard to be candidly open and honest with me growing up, even when some of my.