Tracy said. Thanks, I appreciate you letting me come over so often. I replied I know your mom pretty well and I know that you have some trouble with h...r, so all Im saying is that your welcome to come to our house when ever you need to. Okay? Tracy gave me a concerned look. My pocket vibrated from a text message and it seemed to distract from the serious nature of the conversation. Yeah thanks, that means a lot. I said as I exited the vehicle. Tracy knew my mom, the use to work together, it was. I’d always told Katie everything, so this sudden revelation stung a bit. Obviously, the earlier beers had loosened her tongue. They’d loosened my curiosity too. “Yeah right. What sort of certain things? What kind of guy can’t keep up with a girl?”“I can’t get enough sex,” Katie said and I noticed for the first time that her face was bright red with embarrassment, even as drunk as she was. “I masturbate every day, sometimes twice. I always have, even if me and Steve had sex that day. I want to. “Oh,” she squeaked in surprise at what the second finger was doing. “What are you doing?” she gasped as her hips began thrusting and gyrating.“Nnnnnggggghhhhh” she groaned as she climaxed. Her hips quieted as she sat and panted. Finally, with a feral growl, she stood and turned with feline grace to face him. When she rose, her robe didn’t, slipping from her shoulders and pooling by their feet. Then she straddled his legs.Matt watched her face for any hint of what she was thinking and found. My brother, at a shopping centre? Voluntarily? It must be love. No prizesfor guessing whose idea that was.I told them the full story, from start to finish, including Richie'sinvolvement."So he was just waiting by your car, waiting for you?" asked Sarah."Yep," I replied."But how did he know you were there?" asked Becca."My car is bright pink, with my company logo down the side. Jack's houseis on the main road as well so I'm assuming that he just happened to bewalking past when he saw it." I.