We discussed the situation about Ann and this happening, which Christine was so nonchalant about. "Shes not for you I am ! or the girls. We all like a...fuck ! Ann is a bore !". Drink finally kicking in. But we were both enjoying and happy and still horny !.“I want to fuck you now” I said. “Soon” She replied “I need a pee” and she went upstairs to the toilet.I listened to the music while I waited. The song was "Scenes from an Italian Restaurant by Billy Joel which lasted for about 7 minutes.. She has described some of what she’s seen in the corridor and it’s much like it is here. She hasn’t gone as far as Morales has, and he said there was nothing bad as far as he had gone. I warned her that he thinks he hears water sometimes, and she promised me she would be doubly careful and would not venture far. Baby, I feel just like you do about her going in there by herself, but we keep thinking of her as a little girl – which she is to some extent – but her mind and reasoning are far beyond. ‘Well, Duane…’ I start, taking in a long breath and thinking of how best to handle the situation. My first thought is- LIE! Then I think lying would prove less of an interest to these people. No, they don’t want some stammering story about how difficult it was for me to stop my blanky twiddling and thumb sucking. This was a family out for blood at all costs. They were not going to be satiated with flushed cheeks, They needed meat ripped from bones and knockdown drag-out family quarrels that. At the bottom of the stairs, Sam stopped and looked for her panties inside the sweatpants. When she couldn't find them she walked quietly back up the steps.As soon as Sam was out of sight, Sally noticed that her panties were still lying on the bed. With a trembling hand she reached over and picked them up. Immediately she could feel how wet they were. With a moan of excitement she brought them to her nose and took a deep breath, her eyes closing in pleasure at the sweet smell of the older.