He took her by the hand, and led her downstairs. Pausing only to lock up, he led her out to the car, and they drove off out of town. They had drive... for 20 minutes or so, when Paul pulled in at the side of the road. He took a black silk scarf from his pocket. "Ok, Sandra, this is where the fun starts. I'm going to blindfold you, so yo don't know where we're going. Ok?".As Sandra nodded her ascent, he continued. "now tonight, you will experience a lot of new things. I have arranged some. Do it. don't drag anyone else into your puddle of shit.you won't be missed.butbefore you go. know this.you dead means.you don't get the privilegeof knowing what happens tomorrow.that's a right reserved for the living.come on stay, i know you're curious.not curious?you should go. do us a favor.your presence here only servesto harm others.a'ight then, late!and now a wee bit of non sequiturthe most beautiful of feelings one of them anyway.ever find yourself hearing a voicein song or what have. I didn't tall her about my mother showing up in the middle of the night; that was for another time, or maybe never.We showered together, nipple rubbing nipple, lips to lips, warm water cascading through our hair to the tile floor. I knelt to nibble her clit, but it was more a thank you and I love you nibble than an attempt to give her another orgasm. We dried each other, kissing, licking, fondling as we went, and then began to dress each other. Believe me, putting bra and panties on another. She knew that fathers tended to be protective of their daughters. She said, “I know.”“Where’s Harry?” Greg asked hoping that there would be good news about one of the kids.“Uh, he won’t be home tonight,” Sharon answered.“Why not?” Greg asked sitting up straight in his chair. He had figured that Harry was at work that evening.“He’s staying the night over at Lisa’s house.”Greg stared at his wife for a minute and then finished his drink in one gulp. Standing up, he said, “I’ve got to do something.