It was about four months after the wedding that things began to get a little strange. Everything was fine with Jennifer and me, it was Suzi that was c...using my consternation. She was recently turned sixteen and I began noticing ... I could hardly not ... that she would sometimes dress very scantily and it was only when she and I were home together, never when her mother was around.She would come out of her room into the family room where I might be reading the paper or something, only wearing. We greeted and it didn’t take long to see that he was up for some fun in the sun. I wasn’t sure and come dinner that night was playing hard to get. In fairness he got the message fairly quickly and whilst I couldn’t help thinking what could have been, sloped off to bed early. When I got there my mind was whirling. I was really turned on and couldn’t get him out of my head, thinking that sex with someone who wasn’t a complete stranger would be a good way to get into the holiday spirit. The next. We're all a little stressed out, aren't we? For one thing, what's taking him so long?"At that very moment, Alan was in his bedroom, lying on his bed. Suzanne was right that he generally took very little time getting ready. He had a tuxedo in the back of his closet that he'd bought a year earlier for an out-of-town wedding of one of Susan's many sisters. He'd gotten it out and put it on, and was all ready to go in less than five minutes. He'd even wet and combed his hair until it lost its usual. “I’d like that a lot.”She wanted more colors than in the original artwork and said she’d stop by Home Depot on the way over. We told the rest of the girlfriends what we had in mind and both of us got kissed soundly. Nanette lingered with her lips near my ear.“She’s less sure of herself than any of us. Treat her well, Jacob, and listen to what she wants. She’s very vulnerable.”By the time Joan got to my house, I had the tarp spread and all the painting gear I could muster laid out. I went out to.